Thursday, November 14, 2013


In my final few days of work, pre-surgery, my co-worker, and I were chatting, and we drew angel cards from a basket.  She drew 'Patience', and I drew 'Journey.'

That same night I was driving somewhere and got lost off of a main road that I'd driven down 100 times.  When I did find myself I was in the Goodwill parking lot.  So, of course I went in to see what kind of deals I might find. 

It was crowded in the Goodwill, and a lady tapped me on the shoulder.
"Excuse me," she said, "do you know if the big dressing room is open?"

"No, it's not," I said, "but the smaller one is."

"Oh," she said, "unfortunately I can only use the bigger one because of my back problems and my spinal surgery."

"Oh, man, " I said, "I'm sorry about your back."

"I'm not sorry," she said, "It's actually a blessing.  If this hadn't happened to me I would have never found my true calling as an artist.  I started making jewelry while I was laid up in bed after surgery because it was one of the few things I could do.  It turns out that this is what I was meant to do all along."

She shared a sample of some beautiful jewelry she had made and her business card.  I shared with her that I was about to undergo ankle surgery and hoped to get back into art.  We exchanged hugs, and then I left the Goodwill without buying anything, knowing I had gotten exactly what I needed.

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