I’ve been a lot less texty this year. I still of course have to use my phone for schedules, for digital work media, glancing at emails between sessions. That sort of thing.
Part of my screen-cleaning has also been no online dating, trusting fate, and staying open for more in person, real time, here in my present life connections.
As a result, I met someone almost right away who caught my eye, and although it is back burner at the moment, it is SO hope inspiring that real people still meet the way real people do♥️ I also met The Swede. I had been craving, more than I knew, a girlfriend. A real live here in my life hey are you free yes I’ll be at the bistro in 30 minutes girlfriend. Beyond a wingwoman. Like a real deal I’m so okay to be me and all sides of me friend. And viola, here we are. She is a ride or die lifetime friend. A best friend. I am so, so thankful.
And then this. THIS.
Holy sh**, if I don’t believe in the total magic of Universe The Game (trademark pending) by now, I really need to quit.
That there is my family. My little nest of ages-passed, AND UNCLE. Brothers, and brothers. A totally unplanned moment of two humans, one in Chicago, one in KSQ, thinking huh, it’s a good weekend to hop in the car and head to Cincy, where the PapaBear has been on set for weeks.
Not one of us, uncle, nephews, AND brothers, had seen one another in 10 years. TEN. None of us (aside from PapaBear and the boys and me of course). Ten. Years.
It took all of two seconds for the inside jokes, the laughter, the bond to start to fuse.
My sides hurt this morning from the laughter. If that isn’t the sign of a day well spent, I don’t know what is.
Just over yonder, as I type this, is John Roebling’s prototype suspension bridge, the very bridge he designed and built before he set out to build his lifetime achievement, the Brooklyn Bridge.
These are his descendants. His family; DNA. Walking the same very streets that he did as his mind and heart found and delivered its life’s purpose to this planet.
Funny. Bridges. Timing. Intention. There are literally no coincidences in life. None.
To see the magic, believe in it.
A grateful heart and happy tears.