Thankful for small pieces of copper
As most of us spend today trying to save pennies by running over the person who dared to get the last crock-pot for five dollars, I want to talk about something I’m thankful for. Yes, it’s okay to keep the Thanksgiving spirit past the meal on Thursday ( I’m thankful for pennies). Yes, the little bit of copper that since I was child has been rumored to be taken out of circulation, but I pray never will be because it has been a game changer for me.
Pennies seem unassuming, but so much of my life has been determined on the flip of a coin. Back in 1995 my husband was being recruited and he trying to choose between two colleges. On the flip of a coin he came to the school I was attending. Now this might not have been the best way to choose and looking back the other school might have been a better fit, but my husband believes in fate. “Everything happens for a reason,” yes I’ve wanted to hit him on multiple times for saying that. If that coin would have landed on the other side I would have never met my husband…thank God for pennies and superstitious men from Mississippi.
When I got nervous about how fast we were moving and wanted to self sabotage my relationship with him…well lets just say I was stupid, mean and dumb. Once again the penny reared its “head” or “tail”… he never told me which it was. As he sat in a car with friends he flipped a penny to decide if he should stay with me. Sure some people write out a pro/con list, but not my superstitious man. Trusting in God and the fates he went for best three out of five. Three flips of a penny later he resigned that staying with me was what was best for him. Sixteen years later… strangely he still thinks so.
I’m sure he’s flipped over a dozen pennies since I’ve known him. When I look at where my life is now those pennies love me. Don’t dismiss those little bits of copper in the “take a penny leave a penny” jar. One of them might have changed someone life.