I Love my Favorite Stranger

Tonight I bemoaned as I drove to the grocery store after work. Things really haven't changed this post from 2 years ago. Anyway, I spent a considerable amount of time shopping and was ready to head home to see who was sleeping in the cat bed. :) I pushed my grocery cart to my far away spot in the parking lot and starting putting bags into my trunk, jumped back into the car to warm up, and drove home. Then I reached for my purse which wasn't there in my passenger seat. I freaked out and looked in my trunk for it, then sped like a crazy woman back to the grocery store. The purse I just started to carry is my mom's cute Dooney & Burke with a matching wallet. I knew it would be a hot commodity in a parking lot at night. I was preparing myself for severe disappointment because the purse is super cute and there are lots of shady people out there. I raced into the parking lot and whipped around to where I had parked. My cart was no longer there and there was no sign of my purse. I quickly scoured the pavement from my car window to see if anyone dumped any of its contents. Nothing. I pulled into a parking spot that I created (very close to the entrance) and hurried into the store. I had to wait in line behind someone at the customer service counter and it took everything in me to not just scream over the first customer. I waited for a few moments and then was able to ask the young woman behind the desk if anyone dropped off a purse. I'm sure she saw the "I am TOTALLY freaking out" expression on my face and when I saw her face soften and say, "Yes" I was so relieved. She handed over my purse and I almost cried. What a relief! I asked who brought it in and she said a man did. Thank you, Mr. Stranger. The bag isn't just a designer purse to me and Mr. Stranger didn't know that, but I am so happy there are still good people out there who go out of their way "to do the right thing."