There are times in life when things don’t work out the way we wanted and we mourn the loss of what could have been. But then there are other times when things seem to be going all wrong, but we remain positive, take a deep breath and open ourselves up to other possibilities. I find myself living in these moments, now more than ever before. Instead of mourning what could have been, I’ve been celebrating what is…
This past week is a perfect example of how there are hidden treasures awaiting us, when we are able to shed our former expectations.
I took a week vacation to be with my sweetheart in South Texas.
I had visions of glorious sunny days, lounging on the beach and star filled romantic nights, sitting around a small campfire beside his RV.
That was the plan.
And then. It rained. It poured. It hailed.
50mph winds rocked the RV.
When it was over, the sky filled with deep blues and purples and pinks- a sunset that took my breath away.
Being stuck inside with no cable gave me the chance to read without distraction. I’m grateful for that time, because without it, I may never have read two, very different, but equally profound memoirs- one by Jenny Lawson and the other by Alice Seabold.
I love getting lost in other people’s stories and always find strength in their resolve and resilience.
On my way back to Philadelphia, I had another hidden treasure moment.
My flight was delayed in both Houston and Orlando. When I finally boarded the plane in Orlando, I started talking to the woman behind me who’d been stuck waiting at the airport for six hours. We connected right away-bonding over how frustrating it is to be trapped in an airport when you’ve been up since 6am. We were two weary travelers who just wanted to get home. But once on the plane, our conversation quickly shifted and I spent the next two hours getting to know Collie, a beautiful person with a powerful story. I learned that Collie was a retired hospice social worker; a grief stricken mother, her two sons died in accidents in their twenties; a woman who’d suffered through a painful divorce and who at the age of 60 met and married the love of her life. If our flight was on time, we wouldn’t have struck up a conversation because we wouldn’t have had anything to commiserate about. I loved my time with Collie. She was my rainbow after the storm.
So, the next time you’re feeling disappointed or angry because things don’t seem to be going your way, take a deep breath and keep your eyes wide open so that you may discover hidden treasures- the gifts from the storm.