Earlier today I stopped at the Edmonds Post Office to pick up some stamps. When I got home, I could not find one of the three sheets of stamps I had purchased. Several hours later I retraced my steps, knowing that the odds of finding the missing sheet were not good.
Finally, I returned to the counter and asked if, by chance, anyone had found them. The Postal Clerk smiled, opened a drawer, and there they were. Someone had found them where I had parked and had brought them back to the Post Office. This is just ONE of the reasons that I am blessed to live in Edmonds!