It was a good earring, which I had for years. I decided not to allow myself to get upset. It wasn't a matter of life and death. It probably happened around the time that Superman Sam lost his battle against leukemia and died. With that on my mind and other issues much more crucial than a gold earring, after doing my best to search for it, I just said Kapora. May the loss of the earring be instead of the loss of a life.
Davka, I've found and returned many lost objects in the store, Yafiz-Sha'ar Binyamin. But even though I frequently sweep the store, and it gets cleaned daily, the ring had disappeared. It's not the first time in my life I've lost an earring. I've lost earrings that were more valuable and mean much more to me than that one. Yes, Kapora.
|That's me at work a couple of months ago |
wearing the earring.
"That's mine."I said in English. So surprised, I couldn't find the words in Hebrew.
Another staff member told me that a customer had just found it. When he told me where I was even more surprised, since I've cleaned there many, many times. And even stranger is the fact that not all that long ago I found someone else's earring in the same basic location.
All I can think of is that the customer who found my earring really needed a mitzvah to do, and G-d decided that it should be to find and return my earring.