I traveled to San Antonio last week for work. On my flight back to reality, I met a wonderful woman named Elaine. Actually, I slept for the first two hours of the flight and met Elaine when I woke up.
Elaine: “Is Chicago your final destination?” She asked as she removed one of those sweet neck pillows from around her throat–I really want one of those things.
Me: “No ma’am. I’m headed to Richmond.”
Elaine: “You aren’t from Richmond,” she stated a matter-of-factly.
Me: “…that’s true. I’m originally from East Texas.”
Elaine: “Oh honey, you didn’t have to tell me that. Your accent gave it away.”
Elaine is a beautiful, Latina woman in her early-thirties. She is from El Paso but has lived in San Antonio for about four years. She works for a health insurance company and develops marketing for proactive, healthy lifestyles. Randomly, we were on the subject of bad jobs.
Elaine: “Oh honey, I worked as a physical therapist for an insurance company years ago. All the doctors encouraged me to teach patients how to do exercises incorrectly. They didn’t care about people. The less-healthy their patients are, the more money they make.”
Me: “That’s unbelievable. Well, I guess it’s kind of believable–just sad.”
Elaine: “Yes. I had to get out of that situation quick.”
We continued to chat about work and different jobs. In the middle of chatting about my future plans, Elaine asked me a very important question:
Elaine: “Meg, are you a spiritual person at all?”
Elaine: “Want to make God laugh? Tell Him your plans,” she stated with a huge grin.
Wow. Elaine could not have said anything more true. I work so hard to plan every single moment of my life. EVERY. SINGLE. MOMENT. And I get so bent out of shape if something doesn’t go to my plan. I only include God after I’ve made my plan. I’m a mess.
Elaine: “So, you will stay in Virginia for a while? You have a husband?”
Me: Why does everyone have to talk about dating? “No and I’m not sure how long I’ll be in Virginia. I’m missing Texas every day. Do you have a family?”
Elaine: Her face lit up. “I’ve been dating my boyfriend for eight months. He is from El Paso and I actually dated him ten years ago. We lost connection after a few months–it just wasn’t working. Fast forward ten years and I’m in church. I was praying with my eyes closed and all of a sudden I felt this presence over me. I looked up and there he was. I hadn’t seen him in ten years! We both had no idea each of us was in San Antonio! It was crazy, Meg. But now we are together.”
Isn’t that story crazy?
Elaine and I had a great time chatting. She made me think about a lot. I honestly wish I had her number to ask her more questions. Cheers, Elaine and have a great time in Kentucky.