So there I was. All dressed up
and in my car, following the voice of my GPS, making turn after turn. I had
made a wrong turn sometime earlier, making my GPS go into overdrive trying to
steer me back the right way. She insisted I go back to the main road (I
programmed my GPS to have a female voice; no way would my pride be able to take
another man’s voice telling me what to do.) Turn right, turn left, left again,
she said. But, of course, to no avail. Finally, I accepted the undeniable
truth; I would not get to my destination tonight.
My destination was a restaurant in a very business-y section of
downtown Fort Worth. A local group was meeting there tonight for after-hours
drinks and networking. I hadn't been to these meetings in almost a year. Not
quite sure how I felt about going back. But the voices of all the no-nonsense career
experts kept talking in my head, “It’s not what you know, but who you know.” As
usual, I listened and did as I was told.
But I have to admit, there was
another reason I was planning on going tonight; and the only voice telling me
to go was my own. The reason—you guessed it—was a guy. I knew he would be
there. I also knew it wouldn’t make a difference to him if I was there or not.
But I thought if I could get some more face time with him, I could make him
less indifferent. Terrible plan, I know.
Fortunately, Destiny didn’t want
me to make a fool of myself and Courage couldn't stand that I wasn't making my
own decisions. Together they kept me away from that restaurant. It was then
that I realized not too far was an awesome little coffee shop known as Buon Giorno. I had been there before but
always accompanied by someone and only for the purpose of grabbing a quick
pick-me-up. Not today, I thought, this time I’m going to enjoy some
great-tasting coffee and a little peace.
So I parked my car and headed
straight for the entrance, all while feeling self-conscience about being way
too overdressed. As soon as I stepped in though, I saw the baristas’ smiling
faces and smelled the sweet aroma of delicious coffee, and I knew I made the
right choice.
I ordered a coffee and cranberry
almond cake (so good, you should try it) then went to sit down in the comfy
couch section. A very cool feature about this coffee shop is that they have
plenty of books lying around. I asked one of the baristas about it and he told
me that people are welcome to grab a book and leave a book.
Like the Little Free Library that started in Wisconsin.
So as I was sitting there, still
a little upset at not having made it to my destination, I happened to flip to
one of the pages of a cute little book I saw underneath a stack of other books.
Maybe it was the size or color of this book that drew me to it…or maybe it was
my super cool friend Destiny having my back again. Whatever it was, I picked up
the book, flipped to a random page, and found this cool poem.
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From the book Words to Help You Be A Success, page 7. |
See the title? Thank ya Destiny J
Moral of the story? Trust
yourself and don’t be afraid to make mistakes. Sometimes it’s those mistakes
that lead us to where we are supposed to be. We may not accomplish every little
thing we set out to do (like finding a restaurant) but with enough trust, and with
the help of Destiny, we will find new opportunities in the most surprising
areas.
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