Reader contribution - Step back, slow down, and...meet me in the toy aisle!!

Background – My dear friend Adrianne has a dear friend Glennon.  I’ve never met Glennon, but know for a fact that she is a dear.  If you doubt me, just check out her FB page (Momastery) where you can access her blog “Momastery”.  She is all about peace, honesty, acceptance and “love wins”!  Anyway, this story is about how dear friends find each other, no matter what. 

Glennon and Adrianne have been friends since 2005; you can find the story of their meeting, written touchingly by Adrianne, in the December 2009 archives of the Momastery blog titled “Adrianne – Thanks and Praise”.  They have remained close friends even through the storms that life has pitched their way resulting in less and less time to see each other.  Glennon was in Adrianne’s part of town last weekend and decided to swing by her house for a catch up.  Adrianne had had a wicked bad weekend and Glennon must have been thinking about her.  She phoned Adrianne in order to track her down, hoping she was at home.

Adrianne answered her phone happy to hear from her dear friend, but sadly had to tell her she was not at home….

Glennon “Well, where are you?”

Adrianne “I’m at Wal-Mart”

Glennon “YOU’RE AT WAL-MART??”

S.C.O.U.T. – Adrianne “Yeah, I’m at Wal-Mart!  Why?”

Glennon “I’M AT WAL-MART!!  Meet me in the toy aisle” 

Adrianne and Glennon did indeed get their catch-up, and I have to believe that they were both happier for it; dear friends find each other, no matter what.  Do you honestly believe that this was just a coincidence?  Just mere happenstance that these two dear friends, both needing a dose of the soul-nourishment the other provides, just happened to be at Wal-Mart at the very same time in order to make that chat possible?  Ok if you do, but you’re wrong ;)  I find it simply uncanny. 

On two separate occasions I was thinking of a dear friend of mine, Laurie, who had moved to Wisconsin.  On both occasions I hadn’t heard from her in a long while - the first being months and the second time spanned years –and then received a letter in the mail from here within days.  On the second occasion I had been walking to the mailbox thinking of her and actually hesitated before opening the box with the thought “I wonder if Laurie wrote me a letter?”  I just had that funny feeling.  There was indeed a letter from her in the box - I had to stand for a moment to catch my balance as the power of the moment swayed me on my feet. 

Coincidence?  You know how I feel on the subject.  Love does indeed win.