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Always Perfect Timing

I've gotten myself into a mess.  A big mess.  I'm not exactly sure how I'm going to get out of it....but, I'll figure something out I'm sure of that. 
I can't rely on anyone else to help me, It's up to me.  
The other day, I was tossing solutions around, trying to figure out the best one, the one that makes me feel like I have it under control again. 
Some of the solutions I was thinking about, made me feel like just crying.  

I know what I have to do to keep me out of this mess once I get the immediate mess straightened up, but, in the mean time, I have to figure out how to do this.  

The other evening, I met someone, well 2 someones that said all the perfect things.  
One, before introducing himself walked up to me and said, "Stop.  Stop all the worrying, you are a beautiful, kind hearted person, and your worrying is making you loose track of your answers.  I'm just being real and saying whats in my heart."

And I just looked at him.  I was astonished that a perfect stranger would walk up to another perfect stranger and say all that.  

But things are always like that with me.  Always when I get down and feel there is no way out, Something comes along and pulls me back up, maybe its a person that grabs my hand and pulls me out, maybe its a song that has all the perfect lyrics.....A scenery, a road sign that I've looked at a hundred times but never really read until that moment and it will just pop, giving me strength to go on and not give up.  

That night, with that stranger, I don't even know his real name...he gave me a nickname I could call him.   He said so much to me and to someone else that we met together ( a young guy, that had just graduated high school) He said so much that just hit me. 

And then he tells me before we went our separate ways that I touched his heart with my words, that I made him feel like someone important.  Of course I disclosed my thoughts before he started talking to me. 
I know he wasn't just using lines.  
Then his friends came onto the scene...and I was completely out of place......He told them to give us a little more privacy....asked for my phone number, I don't know what possessed me,  I wrote down the wrong one........Now, I've lost my phone.   Is that coincidence?  I don't believe so.  

EyzofBlue EyzofBlue 36-40, F 3 Responses Jun 19, 2012

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That is a fascinating story. People come and go in our lives. They may stay or they may go, but their footprints will always be on your heart.

Very true...I catch myself sometimes looking around to see if I see him in passing when I am in town....I have yet to do so...i think he was just one of those people that needed to cross my path just once...:)

Hopefully you'll turn a corner, and there he is, just waiting for you.

:) It is quite alright that I don't see him. All I hope is that his life is as good as he wants it to be.

That's very kind of you. I wish you a happy day.

:) Thank you.....And you too.

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When the student is ready, the teacher appears.

I've heard of that before, and am believing it....I am a student just thirsting for knowledge....I need to learn up from down again.

That's what I believe. That in that moment he was exactly what I needed to get my mind straight again....In a crazy unexplainable way.....and yes, I believe if it was something else more to it, we'll cross paths....when we are both ready, I think. But, I'll always be grateful that I had the opportunity to meet him and spend those hours with him. He really was a nice guy.