“I choose you. I’ll choose you over, and over and over. Without pause, without doubt, without a heartbeat. I’ll keep choosing you.” -Unknown
oday my brain wondered and wondered around trying to find a topic to focus on. I went on Pinterest and just absorbed all the creativity. Now once in a while I go deeper and deeper into what Pinterest posts and this time I came across a story of a man who found a wallet on the floor that had no ID in it to return to its owner. Just three dollars cash and a letter dated 1962. I love to read old letters, I love to hear old stories and tales, I truly enjoy them no matter if they are true or false, they still intrigue me. This man read the letter that stated a break up that happened about 60 years back, the man who received the letter from his beloved had kept it for decades, just something dear to his heart. My heart melted to know that even a letter that was so negative was considered love to him. Love between two people that was so strong but was broken down by their parents who thought they were just too young. There is no age that represents love, it is a feeling that one simply gets with no intention of getting it, it’s something that is not explainable. The man who found the wallet went on a hunt to find this woman since he did not have much to follow up on to whose wallet it was. On the letter there was a return address that he began searching from and after couple of hours he found the woman who had written the letter, Hannah. He went to meet this woman in the nursing home where she lived now and told her about this journey of his to find the owner of the wallet. Surely she came to tears and said, “I loved him very much, there was no one like him, I never married because no one compared to him. When you find him tell him I still think of him and love him”. As he was walking out of the nursing home one of the guards recognized the wallet and mentioned that he knew who it belonged too and that, that man always loses his wallet while taking walks. The guard showed him to a mans room on the 8th floor of the same building, his name was Michael Goldstein. The man walked in and explained the situation and that he read the letter in his wallet only to find who the wallet belonged to. Michael said, “I loved her very much, she was the prettiest girl I had ever seen. If you ever see her, tell her I still love her”. The unknown wallet founder took Michael Goldstein downstairs and they met for the first time in 60 years…this was such a beautiful story they later that week finally got married. Love is love no matter where, when, how, and with who. Love you Narek, forever and always. You are the epitome of what a man should be. If you guys are interesting in reading the story in full detail just search on Pinterest, “Lost Wallet”. Some things that are lost just need to be found by the right person.