This post is a follow up to a previous post. I am remembering the day when I found coins which appeared on the floor at work. Then the dimes and penny disappeared from my coat pocket later that day. For weeks I have been thinking to my son: “Come on, give me those dimes back!!” I was amazed that day how upset I was when they disappeared!
So a couple nights ago when I was home, getting ready for bed, I went to fold the chords I had worn that day and coins fell out of the pocket, rolling across the floor! I was surprised because I don’t keep coins in my pockets. I have a fairly new, pretty wallet and I like using it! I searched the floor and what did I find? Two shiny dimes and a penny, exactly the same that had disappeared some weeks back! They could be different but they looked the same. “Shaw-heen, are these from you?” I thought this in my head. I sensed a response: “Come on Mom, you don’t really need to ask, do you?”
So there they were, the coins I had asked for, back again!