I had a pretty cool experience on Saturday. I met N's father, the creator of Polestar Pilates. He and his family came early for the wedding and he took the mat class with us. I was able to tell him about our Miami experience and how I almost moved across the country to train with him and found his daughter in my own backyard instead. I told him I am his unofficial cheerleader, singing his praises to anyone who will listen. Seriously, what are the odds? Those who remember my devastation over this, who would have thought I would be working for him now, helping his daughter, perhaps paying him back in some small way for what his hard work has done for my healing. I was laughing as he gave me his cell phone so we could coordinate final wedding details. I know it seems like a small deal, but all roads have led to this with my recovery and I can't believe I am here now. It blows my mind. What do you think? Tender mercy?
Amazing...
Do weird things happen to you like this all the time?
ReplyDeleteI think tender mercies fall on you like rain. I am so grateful all the time that you are so watched over.