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Old Souls

11/17/2011

Belle

Chicago several years ago.

 

I booked my flight to New York 12 hours before I left, so my seat choices were pretty limited and I ended up squashed in the last row, right next to the John.

“Awe, I hate it when I get stuck next to the lavatory,” I said to the middle-aged, white-haired man seated to my left. “Let’s hope no one has to take their morning constitutional during the duration of this flight.”

The guy started laughing and introduced himself as D. A Kentucky native, D lives a few cities away from me in a small area that he is fiercely proud of. He works for a local company and shares my dismay at how corporate America is changing. Instead of valuing employees, companies view us as a disposable commodity. Much like plastic cutlery – we can work for many years if cared for, but why bother when a new set will only cost you a few cents.

D told me that he spent his entire life never taking risks. He lived carefully, did the right thing, always made sure he was secure. He missed a lot of opportunity and what did he have to show for it today? A lukewarm job where he was grossly unfulfilled and undervalued.

Rather than wallow in these thoughts, D did what so many Americans are too fearful to try. He took a risk. Next month D will be opening a gym where he will teach Zumba and aerobics classes and share his love for fitness and wellness with the community. He dreams of this business flourishing so he can one day escape the monotony of his day job.

I listened to his story in awe. How is it that fate plops people like D right next to me at just the right time. I work for a non-profit company that assists small businesses throughout the state. D and I discussed his business plan and I offered my company’s assistance and he graciously accepted. I felt fulfilled for the first time in ages.

Our conversation turned to my history: a former journalist and editor turned marketing slave. I left an industry I loved to pursue a family and a slower kind of happiness. I’m still searching for it. D told me about his daughter who is an accomplished scientist, married to a doctor, who desired the same thing. She also dealt with infertility and with the help of IVF is now the mother to twins. Again, I marveled at fate.

Everything about this 120 minute flight was perfect, inspirational and just what I needed.

I returned from New York this week and followed up with an email to D, telling him I had passed his contact information on to the bus.iness dev.elopmen.t cen.ter in his area. This morning I received a message thanking me and saying, “I really enjoyed talking to you, Belle. Sometimes when you meet someone it’s like you’re “old souls” who have passed by one another before.”

I could not have said it more perfectly. D reminded rekindled my career dreams. He showed me that miracles do happen and that babies can come from challenging wombs. He assured me that I am not alone in my feelings towards corporate America. He reminded me that it is ok to take a risk.

Now, if only I knew what that risk was. 

Today is CD 39. This mornings’ HPT was negative. Four more days of hope. Four more days till Pinot Noir.

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  1. 2berrys #
    November 17, 2011

    Wow! I love hearing stuff like this. I really believe things like this happen for a reason. Hope you get good news in the next few days. Totally understand the wine consolation. Just went there last night.

  2. November 17, 2011

    i love these kind of stories. they help restore faith in humanity… lord knows so much of it has been trampled on over the last few years. it’s always wonderful meeting people who help you remember why you do what you do… 🙂

    thinking about you these next few days. good luck 🙂

    • November 17, 2011

      Hi Kerri, thanks for stopping by! Encounters like these always have perfect timing. And thank you for the good thoughts!

  3. Rachel @ Eggs In A Row #
    November 18, 2011

    Anything after CD29 and I’m pissed at mother nature. LOL. Good luck lady! xoxo

  4. November 18, 2011

    Glad a stranger was able to bring back the passion for you, life is so amazing sometime in that way. Life is also so cruel and confusing at other times. I’m thinking good thoughts for you the new few days, and if all else fails…. at least there’s wine!

    Glad I’m able to read along and follow your journey as you figure out what’s next.

  5. November 18, 2011

    Here from Mel’s Friday roundup. What an amazing story! Hoping for you.

    • November 20, 2011

      Thanks for stopping by, Dspence!

  6. K #
    November 18, 2011

    I love this story. I’ve been needing a moment like this in my life. I hope it comes soon. This is definitely inspirational. Good luck to you.

  7. November 19, 2011

    Chance meetings that carry such importance and weight make me believe there is a higher power guiding us.

  8. Port of Indecision #
    November 19, 2011

    I had a story very much like this one a few months ago. It is such a serendipitous occurrence to meet someone like that.

  9. November 19, 2011

    WOW that is an awesome story! So amazing how people are put in your life!

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