I write this story not for sympathy, but simply to share. I ordered a Giving Key during my last semester of finals at the University of Miami, during a particularly stressful study session for organic chemistry. I had seen a friend's picture of his that he'd ordered, so I decided to do the same to reward myself with a graduation present. On my key, I had inscribed the word "bliss."
Fast forward a couple of months, and I had graduated from UM. I was celebrating by taking a trip to Naples, Florida with a few friends to let off some steam and enjoy the beginnings of post-grad life. Unfortunately, when I returned from my trip, I was in for a rude awakening. I came back to find that my home had been broken into, the back glass sliding door shattered. I was the only one living in the house at the time, and many of my belongings had been stolen including, but not limited to, my jewelry.
When I surveyed what went missing, I noticed that my Giving Key was gone. I was incredibly upset, but I realized something else almost immediately. The sapphire ring I had received from my father for graduation was still in the house, tucked in the drawer that had been ripped from my dresser and strewn on my bed, almost as if the person who was in my room didn't see it. I couldn't help but take this as a sign. I had, albeit not by choice, passed along my message of keeping the word "bliss" close to my heart, and in return, somehow the ring was left behind. I still have no idea how, or why, this person chose to steal a $40 necklace and leave behind a diamond and sapphire ring that was hundreds of dollars, but I am eternally grateful.
Months later, I'm still not quite sure what it all means, but I do know this: whoever out there felt the need to steal from me, I hope that my little piece of bliss leads you in the right direction someday.