Even though my children are grown, I still marvel at the way they turned out. I don't give myself all the credit, but when situations like what I'm about to explain occur, I can't help but hope I had a little something to do with the kind of people they have become.
Earlier this week, my youngest daughter treated me to a Pumpkin Spice Frappuccino. While we were sitting at Barnes and Noble, I noticed a pair of sunglasses lying on the floor outside the cafe. I picked them up thinking they belonged to my granddaughter. When I brought them to the table, my daughter told me that no, they weren't my granddaughters; they belonged to somebody else. As she examined the glasses she noted that they were VERY expensive sunglasses.
Some people might have kept the sunglasses. Others might have left them on the table. My daughter turned them in to the lost and found. I'm a firm believer in, "what goes around comes around," and I hope her good deed will be reciprocated with a well-deserved reward, even if that reward is only the rewarding feeling that she did the right thing.