Remember this? The postcard from the Big Easy that landed on my doormat last month but which wasn't meant for me?
[If you need a refresher then I wrote all about it, and the spate of other bizarrely, wrongly, delivered mail I received here last week.]
At the end of that post I mentioned my plans for putting the card in an envelope, addressing it to the couple whose names were on the card, using the same address BUT this time using the postcode of a different road, one about 20 minutes away which, confusingly, has the same name as ours.
And that's what I did - along with a note of explanation saying that I was just trying to give the card a fighting chance to get read by the right people - without knowing for sure if they were the right people!
Then a few days later ... this arrived on my doormat:
Here's what I found inside:
Dear Julie, Thank you so much for taking time and trouble to re-return the postcard. As you will have guessed it was for us!! Don't know why 'Jodie' forgot our postcode (think she was caught up in the moment, as she is travelling America - lucky thing). Thanks again. Frankie & Edie.How nice is that?
And how good to know it reached the right people? And how great that they took time to let me know; to close the circle and to solve the mystery?
I'm a big believer in 'what goes around comes around', that 'you get what you give' and I try hard to live my life that way except ... it doesn't always work like that. Life's messy and unpredictable and people can disappoint.
Plus ... there's never a guarantee in life that just because you act with other people in mind that they'll treat you in the same way. And you can never act thoughtfully with the expectation that you'll have that intention returned. You have to act that way as its own reward.
The world isn't simply a mirror, and if it is ... it's one of those distorted ones from a funfair that gives you the eyes of a bug and the legs of a Dachshund. And yet, sometimes ...
.. sometimes, like this time, you get a glimpse of a mirror in all its crystal clear, shimmering, glory.
You land on their doormat with a smile: they land on yours, beaming.
You made the effort to join the dots and give the story a conclusion and so did they.
You remind each other that people aren't as bad as all that.
You make each others day.
You thought you had nothing in common except a street name ... you were both wrong.