I went out on Saturday night. This is a rare occurrence. Usually, I stay at home with my 2 kids and watch a movie with wine and popcorn. And to be honest I find this very appealing; I am cozy and with people I love and I can get a cheap buzz in the safety of my own home. But every now and then it feels good to go out with my husband or girlfriends and dance and stay out late. Turning 38 this year felt a little bit easier knowing that I could still hang with the best, and youngest, of them. We went to see Shaggy because we knew we would have fun. We sure did. The crowd was as interesting as you would imagine, and at one point a woman fell near me. I immediately helped her to her feet and made sure she was okay and off she went into the crowd. It wasn’t until 30 minutes later that I saw a cell phone at my feet and looking at the cover picture realized it belonged to the woman. So the rest of my night I was on a mission to find her. I walked around a bit and thought she had probably left.
The show ended and as we exited I saw her sitting with a friend on a bench. I ran over happily and presented the phone to her and honestly I am not sure she is was even aware that she lost it. Thinking back the fall probably was alcohol induced. I felt content that she had her phone back and my husband and I turned the corner to find our way back to our car.
There on the ground appeared $1 bill. My husband immediately called it out and said it was for my good deed. I picked it up and then a few steps later there was a $5 bill.
There wasn’t anyone around to ask if they had lost money so I took the $6 as a consolation prize. Was this karma? Whatever it was it made me feel good, as if someone was noticing that I chose to do the right thing. This will stick with me and motivate me to think of others first. Not in return for money but simply because doing something nice for someone else makes you feel good and there is no denying that.