Poor Mom Buys Kid’s Backpack at Flea Market, Tiny Purse with Amulet Falls from Inside — Story of the Day

A poor mother buys a children’s backpack at a flea market and discovers a tiny purse inside containing an amulet and Japanese coins. She decides to find its owner and return it, unaware that it will change her life forever.

Rachel met her husband, Fred, in foster care. Both were orphaned at a young age and soon became each other’s entire lives. They married shortly after finishing high school and had a baby girl named Alicia a year later.

Fred worked as a handyman in Denver, Colorado, and Rachel was a stay-at-home mom. The man worked very hard for his family, but they were barely getting by. Rachel suggested to Fred that she could work as a part-time nanny to help him financially, but they had no other family to rely on to care for Alicia.

When Alicia turned 6, Fred suddenly passed away due to a heart attack. Doctors said he’d been overworking himself, and that took a toll on his body. Rachel didn’t even have the time to mourn for her husband’s loss and started looking for jobs to support her daughter. A few months later, she landed one as a waitress at Cuisine Wave, a small resto-bar not far from her home.

One day, Alicia returned from school and demanded that she needed a new school bag. The previous one had several holes in it that Rachel had stitched them with cloth pieces, but it really needed to be replaced this time.

Unfortunately, they were short on cash that month, so Rachel decided to go to a flea market and buy one there. She walked along rows of stalls and saw several pretty bags that she wanted to buy for Alicia, but her budget didn’t allow her for that, and she continued walking through the market until she came across a gorgeous tiny pink backpack.

It appeared to be very old, but it was also very beautiful to look at, and it was just as much as Rachel could afford to pay, so she bought it.

At home, when Alicia returned from school, Rachel surprised her with the new bag. The little girl was overjoyed and began hurriedly transferring all of her books to her new bag when something fell from inside. “Mom! Did you buy this for yourself?” she inquired, picking up an old-fashioned maroon silk clutch.

“A purse?! No, it’s not mine, honey. Where did you find it?”

“It was inside...