This morning, as I am far from home,
my reflections of life and love had taken a small turn.
Last night at dinner, I met a young woman.
Forthright and beautiful.
Talented and inspired.
I found myself imagining her mother.
Even though they are separated by hundreds of miles,
I felt the love and pride between them.
Larry and I had not planned on eating at this particular restaurant
but somehow we found ourselves there.
Kismet…to be inspired in a surprising way.
That is what happened to me last night.
Have you ever been touched by kismet?
Have you ever been the person who inspired others?
What a gift that would be.
I wish you a KISMET day!