Today, I woke up in a deep funk, unable to get my mind off all those photos I lost. I got ready early, and went to a coffee with our councilmember Todd Gloria, who expressed his sympathy for my plight, and offered some helpful contact info. Then I took Borias for a walk in the rainy weather in his beloved Balboa Park. My mother called, and my funk deepened as we talked about her recent tests that weren't showing good signs in her year long battle with a second round of breast cancer. We were just wrapping it up, when I got a beep of call waiting...
"Is this the person who lost the hard drive?"
My heart leapt into my throat..."yes.."
"Well, I have it, and I'll wait for you on this street corner if you want to come get it"
I burst into tears and said I'd be right there.
Warp speed ahead.
On the street corner of my alley, that I traverse daily, an older man waited by his truck. He totally didn't look like any kind of criminal. He handed over the little white box, that was my hard drive, containing all those many thousands of precious images I had feared lost forever. I hugged him through my car window. He didn't want to say how he came about to have it, but had seen my signs I put up in the neighborhood, and wanted to ensure I had a good Christmas.
It was a Christmas miracle.
I just couldn't believe my eyes. And the goodness of some people. I told him the thieves knew I was in a wheelchair-and he didn't even know I was. I said that my pastor had been robbed, and another lady almost was, and the car was a blue-grey compact. He said it was interesting, in a strange way, kind of like he knew who I meant. Perhaps it's family, or a tenant. He said he was a property manager.
Well, I got the irreplaceable thing back. I'm forever grateful.
A huge weight is lifted from my shoulders, and my spirit. I am thanking God for blessing me. And for the lessons I'm learning from this. It didn't break me, as my best friend wrote on my Facebook page, oh, it caused damage, but it didn't STOP me. I grew even stronger.
I suppose sometimes events happen in our lives, that seem beyond something we can handle. Yet, we learn we can surprise ourselves. And that keeping even a little bit of faith can be rewarded.
Merry Christmas.
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3 comments:
nice blog
I can't tell you how relieved I am to know that somewhere there is a good person who decided to help you with getting back that hard drive.
My son and his wife recently had their computer pass away and they lost all photos stored on the computer of their four, little children. Gone - poof! The rest of the family is sending what they have on their computers but so much has been lost.
You are my Christmas miracle this year☺
what a wonderful thing to happen!
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