Mr. S

While waiting to pick up a prescription at the pharmacy yesterday, I saw a man with his daughter waiting in line. The man looked very familiar. I thought I knew him from somewhere, but he didn't seem to recognize me. But while watching him, I could not think of where I had seen this person before.

When I opened fb last night I finally remembered...

In the summer of 2007 I went to a leadership training near Muskoka. He, S, was my group leader. Although I had only known this man for four days, he was a very memorable person.

Why?

He reminded me of X. He was very much the same type of person as X. Very intelligent. Very knowledgeable. Very caring. With a big heart. And at that time, when so many things had happened not too long ago, this really made an impression on me.

But the bigger reason was what he wrote to me. As part something 'fun' that our group did, we each wrote every group member a little note. What he wrote to me was very surprising and very touching.

I can't remember exactly what S wrote, but the first time I read it I was a little shocked. I think there was no more than 50 words, but he had picked up everything that was important to me.

He wrote about life. He wrote about people. He wrote about love.

Clearly, in those four short days, with just a few casual conversations, this man had seen through everything that I was hiding inside.

(I really wanted to find that note S wrote and post it. But finding that little piece of paper would involve rummaging through a lot of junk. That's not the best use of time for me right now. Another day.)