Good things that happened

The bus stop

My daughter dropped her stuffed rabbit getting off the bus. We didn't notice until bedtime. She cried for an hour. Next morning, there it was on our doorstep in a plastic bag with a note: "Found on Route 12. Hope she's okay." No name. Just that.

The parking lot

I locked my keys in my car at the grocery store. Stood there for twenty minutes trying to figure it out. An older man came over, didn't say anything, just handed me his phone. Called the locksmith for me. Waited until they came. When I tried to thank him, he said he'd done the same thing twice.