So proud..

(No, this one isn't about my kids or grandkids.)

Yesterday afternoon I got a phone call from Eris' sister-in-law, "JJ". By the way, this is a gal who I admire and really love to visit with. It is amazing that she will even talk to me after I unintentionally insulted her a few years ago, an episode that I will regret forever. Anyway, she said that she was calling to ask me a question about "found money etiquette" (I think those were the words). She had found some money and I believe was feeling a little guilty about putting it in her pocket.

I asked her where she found it. Grocery store parking lot. Okay, so far, so good. Was anyone else close by? No, nowhere near. Still in the clear. Did you look around to see if there was any more on the ground? Yes, she did and that was all she could see. Excellent.

I also asked her what her options were at the time. Go up to strangers, show them the money and ask if they dropped it? No way. Leave it on the ground? Huh? Absolutely no way.

After she successfully answered my questions I told her how proud I was of her for picking it up and that I was sure that she should spend it all on herself. No need to claim it as taxable income ("Found Money, Schedule C?) and for sure someone had already paid tithing on it so she didn't have to.

Each time someone tells me that they have picked up a coin I feel like a mother who has watched her child take her first step! There is a lump in my throat and my heart burns with pride. Way to go!

Last week there was a news clip on one of the national new stations about a family who picked up coins and saved them. After doing some googling I found a couple of other blogs where people are keeping track of the amounts that they find.

And you thought I was the only one?

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