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It was one of those regular Tuesdays I was getting through at the office. The usual afternoon packed with meetings and lots of emails to catch up on. It was not until I called it a day and headed for my TOB Inner Compass lesson that I realised my Braun Buffel wallet was missing! I couldn't locate the wallet back at my office and I couldn't pin point if I had dropped it or I left it on my desk. Which could have meant someone might have taken it. Loosing the wallet was horrible as all my major identification documentation were in there... not to mention about SGD$80 (or more) worth in cash. I had a little more money cause Ming refused to accept my share for dinner at the Mellben's crab feast.

Having had the experience from my Scotts' Bag Scam 3 years ago, I contacted my office's administration if they could help to check the surveillance cameras at my lift lobby of any unusual suspects and notify the cleaners to check the bins. I also returned back to my lunch venue and provided the shop owner my contact if anything was found. Then I proceeded to block my credit cards, borrowed some money to purchase a Transit Link Card and headed home to log a police report.

My loss threw me off focus. I had lost money, have no money and needed to spend money to replace my cards. It could have been an over SGD$300 lost.

My only hope was that some kind soul would find my wallet and return it back to me. I was praying to St. Anthony of Padua, Patron Saint of Lost Things. The truth is, I hardly prayed to St. Anthony, cause I hardly lose my things; but I've heard lots of good reviews about God's unfailing grace through him. In a way I had faith that since All Saints Day just passed, certainly the Saints will storm heaven for me.

My prayer to St. Anthony simply read... "please look around; something is lost and must be found"

3 days later in the mail is my wallet in tack except for my money and Transit Link Card. Fortunately all my important cards remained with strangely my coins! The return address on the envelope was from my office but did not state a name. I figure it was likely be my MCST's lost and found. I cannot be more grateful to not have to go through the hassle of replacing all my cards.

O gentle and loving St. Anthony, whose heart was ever full of human sympathy, whisper my petition into the ears of the Sweet Infant Jesus, who loved to be folded in your arms, and the gratitude of my heart will ever be yours. Amen.

A Series of Unfortunate Events

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