Karma to the Rescue

Sometimes the golden rule turns out to bite us in the backside, but last week Karma, good fortune, or whatever you want to call it, helped us out. Brian went for a run last Wednesday and told me he saw a wallet in the gutter. At first he thought that tossing it onto the curb would be good enough for whoever lost it, to find it. But he noticed it was in front of some apartments and thought it would be nicer to nock some doors and see if he could locate the owner. He peaked at the drivers' license inside and started asking anyone who answered if they new the person. He finally found someone who said he was the father. So Brian handed him the wallet and off he went. Anyways, I lost Brian's wallet (I took it to buy us some groceries and he had the cards). We were just getting stressed out and about to start calling to stop any transactions on our cards when someone pulled up looking for a Higley! They had found the wallet and brought it to us! What cool people. They didn't even want any reward but Brian insisted they take a few bucks. We know we were very fortunate and I am grateful for the small things that people go out of their way to do.