On a trip to the West coast four months ago, the stars lined up for me to meet an amazing woman. We went from the casual “Are you on a vacation?” to sharing our deepest feelings regarding what was really happening in our lives. Her journey the past few years with breast cancer… the loss of her breasts, five surgeries. My life with my late husband… his need for a heart transplant, the limited time we had before that window softly closed. Complete strangers sharing the darkest time of life; a conversation about our reality, life journeys full of heartbreak and tears.
For months we have continued that conversation through emails and happy hours via phone. We were well aware of how tough it is to be in our 50s and feeling like a fish out of water.
Being comfortable in our own skin isn’t easy. Having conversations about real life often brings tears not laughter…
This chance meeting reminds me of the ending scene of the movie "Michael" with John Travolta. Remember to look up when we're walking down the street turning the corner. We never know who we might meet.
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