Sisters of Serendipity
The faculty or phenomenon of finding valuable or agreeable things not sought after.
Some time ago I crowed about “serendipity” with regard to a book I stumbled across at the library. A great read, The Intelligencer by Leslie Silbert brought sheer delight. Well, Easter weekend gifted me with another serendipitous find, this time in the form of a friend.
The weekend promised to be entertaining since my 16-year-old daughter and I road-tripped to Virginia to visit my sister, Sophie, and her family. We blasted our CDs, sang loud, and giggled our way through six hours on the road.
Joining us for the weekend was my brother’s beloved Meg, a lady I had yet to meet. I knew she would be something special because she owns my big bro’s heart and because our sis said, “She is the berries!”, which is Sophie-speak for “super terrific”. Due to all of that I expected to like her.
So where does serendipity come in? Well, I went to Virginia expecting to make a new friend. Returning home with a brand new sister-of-the-heart was not even on my short list of things to do, but serendipity bloomed and her name is Meg. (If I’m honest, her name isn’t Meg, it’s Jerri, but our family is big on nicknames and hers is Meg, so dubbed in reference to something my mama once said.)
Only rarely does the universe bring into our lives a person who fits our contours with seamless ease. Truth be told, were my brother to lose his mind and move to Bora Bora to join a cult of dart-playing turtle worshipers, Meg would still be on my speed dial and Sophie would continue to beg for her sausage gravy and biscuits. We’re a new trio, Sophie, Meg and me–sisters of serendipity, unexpected but treasured. I am so looking forward to strengthening this bond of friendship.
Ah, Miss Serendipity…I love it when she drops by!
Til next time,
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