Ok, so I guess I didn't have enough 'excitement' in my life. God thought I needed a little bit more. Had my wallet and cell phone stolen out of my purse today...at work, no less, and just about right from under my nose. I'd say it serves me right not locking up my personal belongings, but they were hidden and the person had to access the employee back room with the intent of looking for it to find it.
Just a tad bit stressful backtracking and covering all my bases to make sure I called everyone and took care of all the details.
And the #1 thing that entered my mind once I found my purse and was driving home from work? Wishing you were here, so I could just get a simple hug. Sure, I have friends who offered support and stuck by me with their tips from either having it happen to them or someone they know. But, it's not the same. I still had to handle all of this alone. That made me even more melancholy. Would've been nice to come home and tell you, then have you there with me through all of this. Even if it was just to rub my shoulders or hold my hand or pray with me. Your presence and support would've been enough...and the perfect cap to a rather long and frazzled evening.
May the Lord bring us together soon.
