This story is about my first love. It happened five years ago. It was the best day of my life; it was like a miracle in Christmas, because that day I met the man of my dreams, who became my husband later. Birthday of my mom was getting on. I sat in the kitchen and thought, what souvenir can I choose for my mother on this day. I thought for a long time. Then I decided to buy a gift in shop or order such one later. I dressed hurriedly my sporty pants, pulled on a shirt, shod running shoes and went outside. Money laid in my pocket like crumpled pieces of paper. You might think, if I’m wearing gym clothes, I am very quick and purposeful person. But you will be disappointed when find out that I am scattered and often lose my stuff. Once they were the keys to the apartment! But who did not lose the keys to the apartment? I think many people have lost it. Nevertheless, I have beaten all records: my keys were lost twelve times! It’s unbelievable, but it is true. So, I walked down the street, thinking about a souvenir for my beloved mother. What can I give her? In the end, I was nearby an antique shop. My mom loves antiques. She likes to keep things in hand and imagine that this thing was entirely in the hands of another person before her. She believes that such things contain some magical power and attraction. No, she’s not a mystic, but she has a very rich imagination. So I decided to choose something antique. Of course, I could order it through the useful services, which allow you do not leave home. It is very convenient, and I usually choose such way. But that day I have something pulled out me of the house. And my intuition was right. I wanted to take money out of my pocket to see how many I have, but there was only a hole! Pocket was empty! It was a shock for me! It was all my money. Frustrated, I turned to the door and saw a cute guy who was holding a bunch of papers and smiled sweetly. “Is this your own?” - he asked me. I looked more closely and recognized my money! “Yes, they are mine! But where did you find them?” - I replied. “I was walking down the street and saw a beautiful girl who leaves a trail in the form of banknotes” - said my savior. “I had to follow you to the store to gather all that flew out from your pocket” - he said and smiled again. Then he gave me my money back and we went to a cafe to consolidate our acquaintance. Of course, I did not buy a gift that day. But I met my love. Besides, if we prepare for the holiday, whether Christmas or birthday, then we buy the gifts together. At least, my money has heavy guard. Just recently, we chose and ordered personalized christmas gifts together.