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So, Abby and I are pretty bummed. We made a trip to Walmart after school to spend some of her special money. I even let her use my special purse. In the excitement of laying out toys in the aisle and making final decisions on what to buy she set her purse down and forgot to pick it up. We realized it not even two minutes later while one aisle over but it was already gone.
Dear person who picked it up,
You probably saw us there in the aisle panicking and looking for it. We stuck around the store for an hour. We hoped that someone would put it back. We scoured every shelf just in case. We went up to the customer service counter no less than five times hoping that some one would do the right thing and turn it in. Sweet Abby is flabbergasted that it wouldn’t just show up in the lost and found because isn’t that where people bring things that aren’t theirs?
That Walmart gift card came from her Grandma who hemmed and hawed over picking out the perfect birthday gift until I finally convinced her to just let Abby choose. That $5 bill came from her Great Aunt who, regardless of health battles, finds a way to send a card that arrives exactly on her birthday every year. That $20 came from her great grandpa across the country who she hasn’t seen in years. She earned that $5 bill by doing odd jobs for me. Those coins were from her piggy bank. And those six one dollar bills… the tooth fairy herself brought those just last weekend when she lost her first tooth.
And that little black Kate Spade purse. It looks old. It is. It was a sweet 16 birthday gift from my dad 18 years ago. It was my first real grown up gift and was really special to me. I always kept it for my future daughter. I let Abby use it on special occasions. She is heartbroken about the money but I am heartbroken about that purse.
I hope that you enjoyed what you bought. I sure enjoyed watching Abby picking out her gifts today with her very own money. You probably saw the tears as she had to put everything back. It’s a hard lesson learned today. As a mom it makes me sad to watch. But I want to teach her to do the right thing. And to do it regardless of temptation, another’s mistake, accidental circumstances. Life is about choices. Those choices make up our character. And I sure hope that she can grow up with a good conscience. One only has to feel guilt when they choose to hurt themselves or others.