Sometimes, it takes hardship to remember that there are people out there, even strangers, who are kind. I spend a lot of time grousing at bad drivers, frowning at rude people in stores, and shaking my head at the terrible things you hear people do to each other on the news. It’s nice to find out that there are folks out there who care what happens to you, even if you don’t know them.
If you read my last post, you’ll know that the short-sale for my house in Memphis finally went through. It was a painful time that is finally over and I was glad to close the door on that chapter. But something nice came of it.
The new owners of the home found a box of photos and other memories in the attic that I did not mean to leave behind. They contacted me through my blog and will be mailing the box to me. You can see Roy’s comment after the post.
I have to admit, the note made me a little verklempt. We had left some junk behind. By the time moving day came around, we were tired, unhappy, and frightened for our future. Some of the stuff was actually there when we moved in and we hadn’t gotten rid of it ourselves. We should have cleared out everything, but it was enough to warrant getting a dumpster, and we didn’t have the money for one. We could have left it all on the curb, but I’m sure the neighbors wouldn’t have liked that either; and as I said, we were tired. It’s not an excuse, just a reason. If I had discovered my box of memories lost, I would have said to myself, “Well, that’s what you get for leaving a mess in the attic. You should have been more careful.”
Roy found the box in the middle of the pile of junk and is going out of his way to be nice by sending the box. There is no reason he should have bothered to contact me, but he did. He tells me that he and his family are planning on staying in the house a long time, and I’m very glad of it. I fully expected that an investor would buy it and fix it up to sell, which would have been ok. That could have been Alex and me a couple of years ago, and it would be a good investment. But it’s more satisfying to know that someone will be living there from the beginning, and hopefully enjoying the place as much as I did.
There are good, kind people out there that you have never met before. Give them a chance to show you.




