I'm not really thankful that money was stolen from my debit card, but I am thankful for what I came to realize as a result of that happening. Here are the top 3 things I learned:
1. Some stranger cannot steal my joy by stealing my money. Last Saturday morning, two things happened. The first, I opened my online banking and realized money was spent that someone at my house did not spend. The second, I had a coffee date with a lovely friend of mine approximately 90 minutes after said bank realization. I took care of what I could. My hubby took care of the rest, and I went to coffee. It was wonderful. My friend and I both needed the time, and we enjoyed it. It was a choice to go. She would have understood if I had cancelled, but I didn't. We are both better for it.
2. I'm thankful to be in a place where my kids still have food in their tummies even though a couple hundred dollars was stolen out of my account. There have been times when that would have been all the money I had and I would have had to rely on the generosity of others to eat. I am well aware that it could have been much worse of a thievery. But I'm not kidding when I said we've been in that place where that would have been the last of our money. We're not completely rolling in the dough these days, but we do have our emergency fund in place and are working to pay off our debts. We also have side hustles going that provide a little extra cushion. I say these things not to brag, but to offer hope for those of you that might be in that more lean place.
3. My hubby is a rock. He may be passionate about yelling at football and cheering for our kids, but this dude didn't miss a beat and got our stuff fixed. He was calm and steady and got all the information we needed to give to the police and to get our money refunded. I love that guy. And he's hot! Go, me!
4. And finally, it's just stuff. My kids weren't hurt. They are safe. Money can be refunded and random headphones can be returned. All the things that were offset can be righted. (By the way, if said thief should be happening to read this, this black belt mama is also learning to properly use her sword...I'm just sayin'.)
Have you ever had something rotten happen to you that afterwards you realized the good that came out of it. God doesn't waste anything. Sometimes it is hard to see the good, but it's there. What have you learned? Think on it and let me know below. I love feedback. What that looks like is up to you. You can subscribe and get each new blog post delivered to your inbox, or you can like and share my posts on your favorite social media outlet. Or you can just pop over to Twitter or Instagram (@JensWallsTalk) when you want to see what I'm up to. Make it a beautiful day, friends.