Everything Happens For A Reason: Connection Goes Farther Than You Know

I often say, “Everything happens for a reason.” Many times I believe it. Many times, I also question what we are doing here. I mean hey, I’m an analyst, and I’m human.

Every so often, something will happen that reinvigorates my belief in the former, like a week ago when I made a wrong turn and ended up seeing this amazing view! Was it really a wrong turn?

Last Friday, I reached out to a neighbor while I was driving to the unemployment office. The reason why I was driving there is because I have repeatedly tried to reach out to the contact number with no success. I wanted to talk to someone as to why my unemployment had stopped in February. The phone number I call will prompt a message that says, “Due to the high volume of callers you should try your call later.” Then the line disconnects. When I reached the office, I was still talking to my neighbor and tried to end the conversation, but the both of us kept going anyway, so I sat in the parking lot until we got off the phone. Then I walked up to the front of the office where a blond haired lady with her hair pulled up in a bun wearing a mask was walking down the steps and turned suddenly towards me as I was approaching and asked, “Are you looking for unemployment?”

“Yes,” I replied.

“They won’t let anyone in, but they told me that you can call on Monday, Tuesday, and Friday between 5:30 to 7:00 p.m. at this number. Yes, I know it is after their office hours.” She looked to her left where she was signaling her driver that she was coming.

I didn’t want to keep her, but I also didn’t want to lose the connection we had. I asked, “Can we exchange phone numbers?”

“Yes.” Then she gave me her number.

I texted her and she told me she had multiple points of contact to reach out to.

In the meantime, I had had a busy day with real estate, and I received a call from a real estate agent who told me that her clients accepted the offer on a listing I had. I was surprised because they had tried to counter a couple of times and my client stood firm to his original counteroffer, so I thought they were going to walk away. What was even more pleasant, is the agent who was representing them was very cordial, which was a different attitude than I had received on all of my previous sale or purchase transactions. We got to talking about this topic and shared a couple of war stories. It was nice to have the opportunity to work with her, and I told her we should meet up when we can.

In the meantime, I had missed a call. I called the number back thinking it was one my real estate contacts and the person said, “Hey!” as if I should know who it was.

“I’m sorry, I was just returning this call. Who is this?”

“It’s Cassandra.” It was the lady from the unemployment office.

Oh, I’m sorry! I thought you were a real estate contact.” She and I got to talking and connected very effortlessly She said, “I don’t know if you noticed that I stopped in my tracks and did an about face to talk to you. I wasn’t going to say anything because I figured it was none of my business why you were coming to the building, but my grandmother from Heaven told me I better talk to you!”

I smiled. We talked about our current situations, and about the presence of angels all around us. She said, “Always keep your head up. You may miss an angel walking by.”

I smiled and thought the quote was so beautiful.

“We are going to get through this together,” she said. An unexpected connection was formed.

Later that evening I was out with a friend for dinner. I paused for a second to get in line to order and another lady passed me and got to the head of the line first. I was slightly bothered that she got in front of me. After she ordered, she looked at me and said, “I hope I didn’t cut the line.”

“You’re fine,” I replied.

While we were waiting for our food, we chatted about how she had never been to Shirlington, even though she had lived in the area for years. I thought that she had meant that she lived in the Shirlington area, but I found out she lives about 20 or so minutes away. She picked up her food, and I said to her, “it was nice talking with you, and here is my card. I am a realtor.”

She looked at me surprised and said, “I was just thinking about moving. I will definitely reach out to you.” I smiled under my mask.

The next day, I saw an article headline on my phone feed that caught my attention. I opened Christmas list tied to a balloon and read it. It is totally worth reading, by the way and there is definitely a “connection”! It warmed my soul, especially the part that said the balloon had traveled over 600 miles! I was reminded of the note I wrote to my mother and tied to some balloons to release with my family’s balloons on the one year anniversary of her death. I then realized that if that balloon could travel over 600 miles, then it could definitely reach my mother in Heaven. I look forward to the day my Mother Angel greets me with open arms in a vibrant garden, balloons in hand.