He stood there slightly sweaty in the Canada Day sun, a sweet little boy wobbling on his shoulders. The child’s dimpled fingers were clamped on his forehead in classic grandson grip as they watched the fun happening all around them at the neighbourhood park. Then he totally made my day. Through his ear to ear smile he said “This is all for a very good reason, take it from me”. I’ll bite. “Oh really? What makes you such an expert?”
This lovely man had been a listener of the daily radio show I used to host and kindly told me he missed me in the mornings. That’s always nice to hear. Then he unwrapped his own personal story about things working out “for the better”. As we baked together under the bluest sky we’d seen in weeks he explained that he had married later in life and he and his wife were about to downsize to a condo and maybe do some travelling. The typical freedom 55 trajectory. She had been having a terrible time with workplace bullying, so she took a leave and stayed home for a while to regroup. That ‘staying home’ resulted in this little cherub on his shoulders. At 62 he was the father of a toddler. What? “My friends think I’m crazy” he grinned as he squeezed those chubby legs “but this is the best thing that’s ever happened to me”.
While his colleagues and buddies are golfing, cashing in RRSP’s and growing the prosperity belly he’ll be toilet training…and loving it! Never in a million years would he have expected to be where he is today, but he couldn’t be happier. And that was evident. He was bristling with life and fun, youth and love. You could actually feel it coming off him. So much for making plans.
It’s impossible to count the number of times people have expressed their complete and total confidence in my currently un-chartable direction. There seems to exist a widespread unspoken belief that this is all just one big pre-ordained, matter of fact, it’s all going to work out scenario that will unfold with complete perfection. We just don’t get to know what that is. Nobody does. Maybe you’ve been philosophized at too? Whether it’s a nasty breakup, a big move or an unexpected job change, everyone seem to believe this is ‘for the best’ and ‘it’s all going to work out’. Easy for them to say, right? Thanks for being in my corner, but being a terribly impatient person I would simply like to know where this is all leading…now. What’s the reason? Where’s the end game? I was perfectly happy where I was thanks. Beautiful new studios, creative team to work with, big ratings success and perks galore. How can you be happier or more satisfied than that?
Everyone from the deli dude to Facebook friends and the Book Club beloved seem to agree that big D, Destiny is at work here. Have you noticed the expression on their faces when they say that? It’s like they’ve already read the book and don’t want to spoil the plot twist ending for you. Just cool your jets lady and wait for dessert to arrive at the table. Patience is not a virtue I possess nor desire. Isn’t it easy as an outside observer to see the sense and purpose in other people’s life curve balls? The friend who takes a big risk and leaves an unhealthy marriage, now THAT is scary. The strong colleague who abandons the tried and true big smoke to set up a new life in a beautiful yet small town with little support, AMAZING! The successful executive who decides that 60 hours a week is just too much and walks away, BRAVE! Destiny is at work in all of these scenarios.
Sometimes we’re just too busy to notice a blessing when it’s handed to us. It takes time and distance for the gift to be completely unwrapped and appreciated. So, thanks for being so supportive and for believing that this is all going to work out. You just might be right.
And back at Canada Day? My daughter and I took the blue ribbon in the wheelbarrow race. You can’t do that if you’re not well rested! Seeing the perks already.
Happy Canada Day! ~ tara