Timing Counts

Being in the right place at the right time can lead to many positive and meaningful experiences:
~ An interception return for a touchdown that puts your team ahead with only one minute left in the fourth quarter.
~ An interaction with one of the many loves of your life.
~ An introduction to someone who will end up (in)directly ushering fortune your way.
~ A sense of acknowledgment by and connectedness with a wild animal.
~ Relief as you obtain a much-needed retail item.
~ Bikers being awesome.
~ And perhaps the most coveted, random acts of kindess that saved you time, effort, or money or any combination of the above, and that didn’t happen for likes and more subscribers.


I was in the right place at the right time twice today while I was on a grocery errand.  The first instance was in the parking garage as I was circling methodically a few aisles to find a desirable parking spot.  I had almost reached the end of one of them when I saw an SUV turn in and stop because a car had its reverse lights on.  I assumed the SUV would park where that car was about to vacate, but the woman driver motioned for me to take the spot.  The second instance happened as I paused to decide how best to get a six-pack of 1-liter water bottles from the top shelf and into the cart.  A woman and her possibly-fifth-grader son were looking at products near me and must have interpreted my pause as an indication that I may need some assistance.

Before I could even take a breath and re-orient both hands to shimmy the pack off the shelf, I hear, “Do you need some help?” I responded in the affirmative, to which the woman said, “I’m not much taller than you, but….”

I made a move to cradle the waters after she brought them down but she put them into the cart.  I thanked her and she assured me it wasn’t a problem.  She was indeed probably a couple inches taller than I and maybe a dress size smaller, and yet she got that six-pack down faster and with more grace than I would have.  She saved me time and energy just because she could.

In many situations, unsolicited assistance leads to double the work because you have to redo something, and other times, you accept because you don’t want to seem ungrateful when you really could do something by yourself.  So, when the goddesses grant you this kind of unsolicited assistance, the kind you really do need, it feels like you passed a test…like you’re worthy of it.  Like you did something right and are being rewarded…even when you were just at the right place at the right time.

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