The Christmas Miracle

I can honestly say that there are still a few good people left in the world. This morning I experienced a true Christmas miracle and in the light of this economy it makes what happened to me all that more significant.
Early this morning Scott and I went to Macy's to return a few things and check out some of the after Christmas sales. We shopped for about 2 hours going in and out of many dressing rooms while I was trying on a bunch of things. The dressing rooms were so disheveled and cluttered that it was hard to see what was yours or not. We went upstairs to the children's area and I saw a sign for the bathroom. I asked Scott to hold my bags and realized as I was doing so that I was not carrying my purse! I literally nearly passed out!! I HATE loosing things! I had all my credit cards stolen from me in the spring while I was staying at a hotel, so all the frustration and inconvenience of that came rushing back to me. NOOOOOO NOT AGAIN!!!!! I frantically started running through the store going back into every dressing room. I'm not kidding you I went into EVERY ONE! By now they were all packed with women trying things on. I was literally yelling over the stall doors asking all the women if there were any purses in them. The one I suspected leaving it in was naturally the first one I went into when we started our shopping trip. At least a good half hour, if not more had passed by since I had been in there. With every passing moment and every dressing room that I went into my outlook became more bleak. My silent prayers became more and more fervent, I was begging Heavenly Father at this point. I was really confused about which dressing room was the first one I went into also. I think my frantic panicked state was making me more confused. Meanwhile, Scott was calmly following me telling me to calm down. Finally, I found the dressing room that I had been in first and I asked the women if someone had handed in a purse. She said YES!!! She told me they had taken it to customer service. As I sprinted up the escalator and prayed to myself again, this time that the found purse would in fact be mine, and that all of the contents would still be there, I got a warm wave of comfort. It nearly brought me to tears. When I entered the customer service area I saw my purse sitting there and I couldn't hold it in any longer. I started to cry. The lady just stared at me and asked me why I left my purse in there! DUH! (I was secretly hoping it would be stolen and all my personal belongings gone!) I just said that I had so much in my hands it was hard to keep track. I opened my purse and EVERYTHING was still there. The money in my wallet, my phone, my ipod, a movie that I was planning to return, it was all there untouched! It was Absolutely and answered prayer and a true miracle. I thank my Heavenly Father for being there for me and watching out for me when I was completely oblivious that I even needed Him at the moment. Someone that was really in dire straights could have found that purse and just silently taken it and said nothing to anyone, no one would have even seen. I'm so grateful that the person that found it was honest. I pray for their blessing and when they get it, hope they know their good deed didn't go unrewarded.
You know, the other thing I noticed, when the realization hit me that I had lost my purse, it was right after looking at the sign for the customer service area where the bathroom was. I was right next to it all the time and thanks to God and an unbelievably honest person, was safe the whole time. Im humbled and greateful to know there are still good people out there.