Restored Faith in Humanity

I didn't post our sad news earlier. I was too mad about it. When we got back from camp on Friday, Kellen's wagon was gone. It was stolen out of the backyard. I had a suspicion some kids may have taken it to the bike park behind out house and had some fun with it in the hills. So, Kellen and I took a long walk but had no luck finding it. I tried to accept that it was really gone, but every day I'd been looking out in the yard with hope that it would be returned. I was going to post earlier today and see if I could get people on the hunt for another second hand wagon for me to buy. No need now. Kellen and I went to enjoy some Saskatoons and ice cream outside after supper. Sitting just a couple feet from where I always park it...the wagon had magically reappeared!! I hadn't felt too trusting towards this town or anyone in it the last few days. When Kellen and I went for a walk, I was peeking into everyone's yard looking for the blue wagon. Tonight on our walk (with Kellen in the wagon) I smiled at everyone in their yards. Sometimes little things make a big difference. A returned wagon makes me feel like people aren't all bad. Thanks to whoever returned it, hope you had fun with it! Sorry to everyone that's heard me complaining about the missing wagon!