Last Saturday, I lost my wallet. What worried me most was not losing the money or my credit cards, but the fact my father’s care card was also in my wallet.
It scared me to think if anything suddenly happened to my father, who is 82 years old, how would I get him admitted into hospital without the care card. Believe me, I spent a sleepless night trying to find it. The following afternoon, my mom phoned me and told me someone had tried to return my wallet — twice.
It turned out that a young Asian teenager had tried to return my wallet the same night he found it outside a restaurant, but there was a misunderstanding, and my brother sent him away. The young man came back again the following afternoon, insistent on returning the wallet to its owner.
I was deeply touched and impressed to see how determined he was to bring me back my wallet. And he returned it with everything intact.
The experience made me think that, despite the fact we have some disharmony or issues in Richmond, this community is still blessed with good, honest people, and that makes me proud to be part of it.
Whoever you are, you are my angel. I am truly grateful to you. Wherever you go, I hope you are always blessed by God for your genuinely remarkable deed. Thank you!!!