I found myself chatting up a storm with a Texan in Atlanta last evening. That’s right, a cardiologist from Texas that like moi, was attempting to ship up to Boston. Long delays among travel adventures are never fun but I do enjoy the beauty of meeting people you might not ordinarily meet…when life gives you lemons, I suppose? We got chit-chatting about our respective life journeys – he was meeting a woman for a romantic getaway, the first of its kind since his wife passed away with breast cancer – and I was about to begin a new chapter of my own. We watched each other’s belongings as we took turns venturing out to drown ourselves in coffee and somehow always found our way back to deep conversation. He was an absolute delight to converse with, (generations ahead of me) well mannered, curious about my stories, and an instant new friend. It was a connection that gently reminded me that everyone is on their own journey...

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