The small world theory has been proven to me…yet again! This particular series of consecutive events happened on a recent trip to Atlantic Beach with my family. I love going on a morning walk on the beach to the soothing sounds of the ocean. I witness a lot of family fun as I stroll along. One morning I set out for my ritualistic morning walk and I passed a young mom who was struggling to do yoga while watching her kids build a sandcastle. As I walked passed her, she began to topple over while laughing at herself. She looked up at me and we struck up a conversation. She said that she lived in Texas and that her parents were with them on vacation. She mentioned that her mom and dad lived in North Carolina. She went on to say that her mother had gone to Meredith College. I told her that I had gone to Meredith, as well. We finished up our conversation and I headed on my walk. On my return trip, I passed her again and a lady was standing beside her. She yelled out, “This is my mother!!” I walked over to say hello and we began conversing about our college commonality. She had graduated ten years before I did. She said that her best memories were living in Stringfield Dorm her freshman year. I said, “I lived in Stringfield Dorm, too…room number 103!” She looked at me completely stunned and said, “That was my room, too!” We stood there staring at each other in disbelief as we drank in the odds of what our encounter entailed.
I then began to head back to the condo. As I was approaching the door, I noticed a lady standing on the porch that was next to ours. She was painting some chairs. We said hello and started talking. She happened to mention that she had gone to Meredith. Of course, it came spewing out of my mouth that I had, as well. She was two classes ahead of me. We had several friends in common. We reminisced together about our cherished memories from days of yore. I then slowly walked to my room to spill all the details to my family of my intriguing morning walk! Little did I know it wasn’t over yet….
That night our family crew headed to the Channel Marker for a delicious meal for which that popular restaurant is known. It is a natural lure for many. We had an enjoyable time with lively conversation around our dinner table. As we were winding down, I decided to take my little granddaughter, Cat, outside to watch the boats float by the restaurant. As I was walking through the restaurant, I glanced up and was stunned by the vision. There was a familiar couple sitting there having dinner with their family. We all stared at each other, as we gasped trying to grasp the visual! Now…let me back up and explain this unusual scenario by prefacing with the fact that I do book signings weekly at Cherries Café in Clemmons, North Carolina. It is one of my most favorite spots to sell books, pick up speaking engagements and to meet the nicest people. The even greater return is that I have become friends with the regulars. I am privy to what goes on in their lives—the positive occurrences, along with their struggles and pain with which they may be dealing. This couple that I spotted at the Channel Marker always come to Cherries for a delicious meal following the wife’s chemotherapy treatments. I have followed along with her progress this past year. I had seen them in Cherries the week before our beach trip. Our minds were blown that we were seeing each other in another restaurant setting five hours away!! How bizarre is that? I saw them in Cherries again the very next week and we talked about the odds of the likelihood of our beach encounter, as the song, “It’s a Small World After All,” played in my head. What are the odds of three small world events in one day?
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