Make a story on the title "Lost Purse" . words limit 150
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I stumbled on a wallet someone had lost in the street. Wanting to find the owner, I opened it, but it only contained 3 dollars and an old crumpled envelope. I opened the letter and saw a return address and dateline...1924. It had been written 60 years ago. It was signed Hannah.
I called information, maybe there was a phone listing for the address. The operator hesitantly told me there was a number, but the best she could do was call it and see if they wanted to be connected. I learned that Hannah was now living in a Nursing Home. And was given the number.
It seemed silly, wanting to contact someone over a letter written 60 years ago, but I felt impelled. I was told that Hannah was there and though it was fairly late I followed my instinct and went to see her.
She was a sweet silver-haired lady with a warm smile and a twinkle in her eye. 1 told her about finding the wallet and showed her the letter.
She took a deep breath and said, "Young man, this letter was the last contact I ever had with Michael."
She said softly "I loved him very much. But I was only 16 at the time and my mother felt I was too young. "If you should find him, tell him I still love him."
With tears in her eyes she told me she had never married because no one had matched up to him in her heart.
I thanked her and left. As I was waiting by the elevator the nurse there asked, "Was Hannah able to help you?"
I'd taken out the wallet as she was speaking and she said "Hey, wait a minute that's Michael Goldstein's wallet. I'd recognize it anywhere, he's always losing it."
My hands began to shake. "Who's Michael Goldstein?" I asked.
"One of the residents on the 8th floor. That's his wallet for sure."
I dashed up to the 8th floor and the nurse on duty told me he was still in the day room.
We went into the day room and as soon as Michael saw the wallet a smile of relief crossed his face. I confessed I'd read the letter in an attempt to find the owner of the wallet. The smile on his face disappeared.
"But I think you'll be happy I did," I said. I think I know where Hannah is.
He grew pale. "Where is she? How is she? Please tell me he begged. "She's fine I said quietly." "I was so in love with that girl and when that letter came, my life came to a halt. I never married. I guess I've always loved her."
I asked him to come with me and took him down to the 3rd floor where Hannah was sitting alone, watching television. The floor nurse pointed to Michael. "Do you know this man Hannah?" She adjusted her glasses but didn't speak. Michael whispered, "Hannah it's me, Michael. Do you remember me?"
She gasped. "Michael. Michael, I don't believe it. It's you! My Michael."
They walked towards one another and embraced. The nurse and I left with tears streaming down our faces.
About three weeks later I got a call from the nursing home. "Can you break away on Sunday to attend a wedding? Michael and Hannah are going to tie the knot!"
It was a beautiful wedding with all the people at the nursing home joining in the celebration. I was the best man!
The hospital gave them their own room and if you ever wanted to see a 76-year-old bride and a 79-year-old groom acting like two teenagers, you had to see this couple.
A perfect ending for a love affair that had lasted nearly 60 years.
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"Lost Purse"
Thank you, thank you, thank you to Rhonda and The Secret team. I have manifested so many miracles in my life! I first watched and read The Secret about 5 years ago. Since then my life has changed for the better and I am amazed all the time at how great the Universe is! This particular story has to do with The Magic. In November I read and followed The Magic practice and I started to see and feel gratitude in my life in so many new ways! In March I found a wallet on the side of the road and went through the wallet looking for contact info. I found a business card of a person with the same last name as the drivers license in the wallet so called them at work. Within an hour the owner of the wallet was at my work to pick up his wallet.
Two weeks later I went out with friends and set my purse down while I danced. After dancing, my purse was gone. The staff was nice and let me and three girlfriends stay after they closed to look around for it and it wasn’t there. My keys, phone and wallet were all in my purse. Needless to say, I was worried. The next day my friends were helpful and my brother called my parents until they answered and they came to help me. They gave me keys and one of their phones to use and were going to let me take one of their cars to the DMV and to get a new cell phone. They also gave me a phone that I could get activated so I wouldn’t have to buy a new one. My friends contacted two owners of the club and had two employees looking for my purse. The following evening I went to the club before it opened and they let me look around and were so nice and kept apologizing that my purse was gone. When it seemed it was gone for good I told my mom about how I found a wallet on the sidewalk two weeks before and got it back to it’s owner. I said that there are a lot of good people out there.
She dropped me off and I walked up to my apartment and thought about a story in The Magic about Rhonda’s daughter losing her wallet in a foreign country and how it magically came back to her! I told myself, “That wasn’t how it will come back, but it will come back to me!” I imagined opening my purse and felt the happiness of it being returned. I opened Facebook on my iPad to message friends and family that it had not been found yet and saw that I had a message from a woman saying she has my purse!
She said she was at my old address and would meet me there. I put my dog on his leash and we walked down the street to meet her. The woman said that my purse was in a pile of packages by the office, someone must have seen my old address on my id and brought it there! My old building is a secure one, so there is no way to get in unless if you have a key. She went through the purse and found me on Facebook! All of the items I was missing were in my purse! I was amazed at how the Universe brought me my purse back and we didn’t even know how it got there.
Thank you, thank you, thank you to the Universe for bringing me back my purse, for all of the nice people that were so helpful and to the mystery person or force that found my purse and returned it safe and sound. Thank you, thank you, thank you for the Magnificent Magical Outcome!