Finding money

I find money all the time. I walk a lot, and perhaps it is that I am looking down while doing so.  But there is often a twist when I find these coins, as noted in my previous blog.

One time, I was walking with a  friend who is a scientist with no interest or imagination about anything out of the earthly, scientifically proven realm.  I was telling her how I always find money, and she was probably thinking - big deal.  I might have even ventured to tell her how I sometimes consider these findings small messages from somewhere else, a thought she certainly would have pooh-poohed.  At that moment I looked down, and there was a coin.

Now before I get to the end of my story, I must note that this friend is the only person I know who vacations regularly in Aruba; she is a big windsurfer.

Anyway, I saw the coin, said, "See?" I picked up the coin and looked at it, and it said ARUBA.  It was a coin from ARUBA!  I did not even know Aruba HAD coins.  We were walking in a small New England town, far, far from Aruba.  I laughed with delight and handed it to her saying, "I think this is for you."  I thought it was fantastic, but I do believe my friend was unmoved.