Something happened this week and
it made me think…. Do you ever wonder?
Here’s what happened.
A letter came back to me in a
plastic wrap that the post office had put on it. In it was an envelope I had mailed out all
torn up. I couldn’t read the address to
whom it had been sent but could see stickers, “undeliverable return to sender”,
“forward to (because now I wasn’t living on Lenor)” and “postage of $2.15 due
to mail it out.
I opened up the plastic wrap and
pulled out the envelope. Inside the envelope
was a magnet that said, “Chicago”. I
thought, “what the heck is this? I never sent a magnet out!” I carefully peeled back the yellow stickers
to see whom the letter was addressed to.
I started laughing!
Back in March when all the
sheltering in place started and a community of women came together to sew
masks, I had a few people who needed elastic and I had some. In this envelope that was addressed to
another sewer up in San Francisco I had carefully sealed up 10 yards of
elastic.
Two months later this package made
it’s way back to me but not with the contents I had mailed out… rather with a
Chicago magnet that was not purchased by me.
I stood there and thought…
I wonder where the elastic went? Did the elastic get caught up in machinery at
the post office? I wonder who mailed the
magnet? Will someone be disappointed
they didn’t receive their gift?
This made me think of other
similar things. Like…. A time that my
luggage didn’t show up in San Jose when I did.
It arrived several days later and the tags on it looked as though it had
been on a trip without me. It had gone
to several other states. I remember thinking
“I would have liked to be on that trip!”
Do you every wonder about stuff
like that? “How did this bottle from Timbucktoo
end up on the beach?” “Where did the
balloon I lost drift off to?” “Would my
life look this way if I’d chosen a different response to a situation?”
From simple and mundane to
philosophical inquiries, what do you wonder about?
I once had a bag that made a trip without me. I had flown back to Philadelphia from Atlanta, but the tag had gotten torn from the bag so they didn't take it off. The bag continued on to Pittsburgh (the end of that flight). They needed to forward it to the HQ for Eastern Airlines (an airline that is now defunct) which was in Miami. There they matched it up with my filing of a missing bag report. It was then put on a plane the next day that went from Miami to Atlanta to Memphis to Philadelphia where a courier drove it to my home outside of Allentown. I was surprised at the places it had been.
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