The vibe bar saga - part 3
Here's the kicker to the story - when we got home, there was a message from another Asheville Mama (who, of course, didn't know we had gotten the bars back) saying that HER husband had seen the case. He had spotted it on the sidewalk outside Barley's on Monday morning, and then noticed that it was gone when he passed by again that night. I'm so glad we didn't hear about that before we got everything back.
So, there were lots of fascinating aspects to this whole sequence of events. What are the chances that out of the small local network of people to whom I sent my e-mail plea, TWO of them would know someone who had interacted with this missing object? And that everything would still be in its hiding place two days after being noticed by a restaurant employee on a smoke break who happened to be married to a woman who happened to be in a parenting group with the wife of the guy who owned the missing case? And furthermore, where was the case between the time it was taken on Monday and the time it showed up behind the restaurant Friday night?
I wish I could convey what an intense experience this has been for me. I'm still, 5 days later as I write this, floating in a sea of something I can't quite identify. Lots of thoughts about priorities, and karma, and social relativity, and the methods by which the universe chooses to teach us lessons...there will definitely be some writing on all this in the "musing" section soon.
But for now, I just want to say thanks to everybody. My elation is heightened by the fact that so many of you were so generous to me in my despair.
photo: Jeff Tobin
