Over the past twenty months since I split with my ex husband, I met a lot of new people, mostly but not solely online. Some turned into friends, others dates or boyfriends, others still faded into oblivion. Those who did fade into oblivion were mostly people I found nothing in common with or who were themselves uninterested in more than a preliminary chat, else others who were outright rude or worse. Of the rest, I have to say most remain friends to date and it surprised even myself to see that some of the people who’ve been there for me through the tougher times were actually among those I met on the net.
It was no new thing to me to find that I get along better with the men rather than women. Somehow it has always been the case so I do not even question the why of that any more. The point here, rather, is how some of those previously random profiles on dating and friend-making apps became influencers in the big scheme of my life.
There is this joke about how some people give us joy by being in our lives and others by leaving it. I prefer to focus on the ones that bring the good. It would be not only too lengthy but also too personal to get into what each new person brought into my by now overflowing life so instead I wanted to make this a more general post about how yeah, even in the unlikeliest places and circumstances, sometimes we meet people that add amazing value to our lives.
Why am I even pointing this out? I tend to plan things. In fact I plan everything in my life. That includes having preconceptions about how well or not a new person would fit in my life. I have to admit I made a couple of mistakes there that fortunately were fixed by what others would call Fate but I prefer to call the Universe’s intervention.
I chatted to one person for over two months before finally ‘making the time’ to meet and now I find myself thinking of this person as one of my closest friends and confidants. I brushed off another man time and again, denying his accusations that I wasn’t really wanting to meet at all. In the end we bumped into each other quite by chance as I walked into an elevator and him out of it. The result? He gave me one of the biggest gifts that anyone ever did: the gift of looking at the world from a new angle that did wonders for my life. This person actually introduced me to The Secret, a book I had heard about before, from both a person who believed in it and another that did not. Neither of them actually gave me the feeling that I should make it a part of my life. What can I say? This person radiated The Secret himself maybe? After all, the Universe moved him from another country to give me that good news.
I now look at every person as a gift, whether it is one that they give else one they make me work on. Yeah, in line with The Secret’s advice to always give love, I look at the difficult people as giving me practice in patience. There is always good to be found.