Lately I’ve felt a lot of positive energy surrounding me, and this afternoon’s surprise package confirmed those beliefs.
On February 12, 2010 my mom sent a Valentine’s Day package to China. She mailed the box from the United States Postal Service on Bainbridge Island, Washington. I eagerly awaited the arrival of my package. Mom stocked up on American candy and DVD’s. Instant homesickness cure.
Weeks went by, and still no package. Eventually those weeks turned to months. Still no package. Before I knew it, I was packing to come home, and still no stinkin’ box. “Curse you China,” I thought, “someone is enjoying my candy DVD’s!”
I’d practically given up hope that Mom’s gift would come, until this morning. I went out to water the gardens when I spotted a beat up package on our mailbox. I noticed the familiar Chinese address and instantly knew. My package found it’s way home!
After taking a few pictures, I tore into the box. Mom hooked me up with a card, tons of candy, six DVD’s and the complete third season of Sex and the City!
Even though it took six months to get here, stale Valentine’s Day candy is amazing. The whole “lost package” situation reminded me the importance of patience. Sometimes good things take time. In the end, what’s meant to be will be.
♥ BB
