Karma

Yesterday, at this exact time, I was moping around Big Trees National Park for two reasons. First, I couldn't find my camera. Gasp! This has to be a scrapbookers nightmare. I am in a freakin' forest, with the most amazing photo opportunities, and I CAN"T FIND MY CAMERA!!! The horror...of having to...enjoy a beautiful day...without any way of capturing it on film. It was tough. So I decided to suck it up and look at it as a gift. I could actually enjoy the great outdoors and my family, without having to fight for someone to look at me and smile. This is torture for my entire family. They were thrilled to have me without having to pose for pictures. Fine, great, I was having fun with nature and watching my kids climb enormous trees and walk through tree tunnells and stand inside the trunk of a tree. Whatever, I'll get over it (not on your life). So then I notice it's getting a little sunny in this here tree forest. So I reach up on my head to grab my sunglasses (the only nice, expensive pair I've ever owned) and THEY ARE GONE!!! Somewhere along one of the trails I had dropped them and not noticed. So I turn around and retrace every single step in that damn forest. I stopped at every spot I had bent down to "be one with nature-(without taking any photos of it) and every spot I have stopped to show the boys up close (without taking any photos of it) and they were completely gone. So of course, I'm thinking "someone in this place is looking awefully cute right about now with my super cute sunglasses." I'm also thinking, maybe someone like me found them and will turn them in. Please, please, please. So we head to the Visitor's center...no luck. Fine, I give myself an attitude adjustment. There are bigger things in life that can go wrong (although right about then I couldn't think of many). So we truck along and walk more trails and enjoys this beautiful place on earth (without taking any photos and squinting just a little). Then we head to the car and eat lunch. I grab around the front pocket of my beach bag, looking for some chapstick and I FIND MY CAMERA!!! Yeehaw! So as we are leaving I make Shawn stop and we pose the kids in front of some stupid bear carved out of wood just so we can say we were here. I stop in one last time to the visitors center but still no glasses. That's ok, I would rather have my camera, I say to myself. The pictures on that are irreplaceable. So off we go, out of the park. As we drive throught the gates, I ask Shawn to stop and ask if anyone turned in glasses. You better believe, she comes around the corner with MY SUNGLASSES!!! I started crying and preaching to the kids about Karma and how lucky I am that an honest person found my glasses. Jaxon's shouting "Tears of Joy" in the back seat and Shawn and Mason are just staring blankly like "what the heck is wrong with these two". And all I can think is, see...if you put out good stuff, good stuff comes back to you. It's Karma Baby! And Good Karma at that!