small town notes and a little irony

I received in the mail today the monthly newsletter from church, and written on it was a little note...

Tammy, your sunglasses are at the post office

A message from above? Courtesy of my blind kitty who just made her way to heaven?

Don't worry, I'm not losing my mind lol. Just missing my friend and finding comfort in the irony.

I bought these sunglasses Monday night and must have left them there yesterday when I went to mail a package. It's little moments like these that remind me, too, how much I love living in and being part of a small community. Where everyone knows everyone, and where your unmarked sunglasses are found at the post office (and known to be yours).