It’s a Small World
What am I doing? I asked myself as I sat in front of my laptop looking at a stranger’s profile—on a dating site of all things. My husband and I had divorced after a long marriage; we had grown children; and I hadn’t dated since I was a teenager. It wasn’t just introducing myself to someone online that was new to me. Everything about this was foreign.
My fingers hovered over the “send” button. Lord, I thought, if you think I should really get to know this man, give me a sign. Before I lost my nerve, I sent my introduction. I got a response a few hours later. We started messaging back and forth, and when I was comfortable with our online friendship, we exchanged numbers and moved to chatting over the phone. His name was Jay, and he had a soothing voice that put me at ease.
“Have you lived in the area long?” Jay asked in our lengthiest conversation yet.
“Oh, yes. My daughter went to St. John’s,” I said.
“Small world! My niece, Carla, went there too,” he replied. I caught my breath. One of my daughter’s best friends from school was named Carla. Her mother, Kat, and I were close when our girls were little. “By any chance, is your niece’s mother named Kat?”
“Actually, it is!” Jay said. “Kat is my sister.”
That was all the sign I needed. Jay and I immediately sched uled our first date to meet at the park, and it was the begin ning of something new and beautiful.
GEN WAKELY, GRISWOLD, CONNECTICUT
Family Man
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