I believe in meaningful coincidences. Happy accidents. I believe that sometimes, in moments of doubt, the Divine acts through the people around you to let you know you’re okay where you are and that it’s safe to move ahead.
I told you about the hilarious Camino conversation with my dad.
Well, I was retelling it to a male friend who’s closer to my dad’s age. He’s also an avid hiker and outdoor enthusiast. He doesn’t have kids, but he was surprised to learn that my dad wasn’t 100% thrilled about my trip.
Since he said them, I’ve heard my friend’s words over in my head a dozen times: “If you were my daughter, I would be so proud of what you’re doing.”
I’m feeling thankful because I think my friend was a Divine messenger — letting me know I’m on the right path.