I had the most amazing experience tonight and I wanted to share it and find out if you've ever had something similar happen or if you believe in this kind of stuff.
As background, I'm quite possibly the least spiritual person in my acquaintance. Anyway, as some of you know I've been in a pretty dark place emotionally over the last few weeks. It started with falling off plan and ended with depression, binging, and an all-time low opinion of myself. I haven't wanted to do anything but eat and sleep, so aside from work, I've been holed up in my house.
Late last night, a good friend of mine called and told me that another friend of hers had something come up and could not attend the musical Wicked with her tonight. She wanted to know if I wanted to go with her. I came up with half a dozen excuses for why I couldn't go because I had plans to stay home and feel sad (didn't tell her that). I finally stopped myself and said yes before I knew what had happened.
So off we went. We hadn't planned where to have dinner and just went into the first nice restaurant we could find. They were full, but had two seats left at the bar. One of the bartenders (a very thin pretty girl -- aren't they all?!) took our drink and dinner order. We didn’t interact much with her at all, but she kept looking at me almost like she was trying to figure something out in her mind. At the end of the meal, she handed us the bill and said that she had something to tell me after I signed the receipt and whatever I did, I must not leave until she had a chance to talk to me.
My friend and I were dying with curiosity. I signed the check and a million possibilities were running through my head. Foremost in my mind was that I was in trouble. Don't ask me why -- I think the same thing when my boss asks if I "have a minute." I'm always sure I'm getting sacked.
She finally came over. She said that she didn't know if I believe in this sort of thing, but she needed to tell me that I had one of the greatest spirits she'd ever seen in a person and that it comes through as a warmth in my smile more than any person she'd ever seen. She said that from the moment I sat down she could sense it and knew in her heart that I needed to hear it. She went on to say that she feels things, hears them as voices and thinks of it as angels talking to her and she knew without a doubt that she was meant to communicate it to me. She finished by saying that she had a very good feeling about what I could do when I realized how strong I was. She then said that she wanted to make sure the bill was settled before she told me so I wouldn't think she had anything to gain and then she walked away. It was one of those moments where I wish I could have recorded the conversation, because as I write it, I'm not capturing nearly well enough what really happened. As she was talking to us, both my friend and I started crying, mouths agape, and my hair stood on end. My friend kept saying, "you have no idea how much she needed to hear that right now."
The bartender didn't know me from any other stranger. She didn’t know how bad I've been feeling lately about myself (I think I hide it pretty well in public), didn't know that my friend and I had a long talk on the car ride over about it and a couple of other things that have been troubling me lately. When we left the restaurant, my friend looked at me and said what had just happened was a gift and if I didn’t do something with it I was wasting it.
So then we’re in the musical and there is this song and the lyrics are:
I’ve heard it said
That people come into our lives for a reason
Bringing something we must learn
And we are led
To those who help us most to grow
If we let them
And we help them in return
Well, I don’t know if I believe that’s true
But I know I’m who I am today
Because I knew you...
My friend and I looked at each other in shock and we started to cry again. I feel like her friend was meant to back out of going, I was meant to go despite my strong urges to stay home, I was meant to meet that bartender, and meant to hear those lyrics. I cried all the way home. Do you think I’m crazy and am reading into these coincidences? Or did something special happen to me that I’d be crazy to ignore?


), but what I need.
--the result is the same.
