Already a Friend
Social media is a funny thing. Imagine my surprise when I went to find someone and discovered they were already a friend. Such was the case today.
This story begins when I was asked if I wanted to join my hosts for dinner at Olive Garden. I thought I could handle the trip to the car and from the car to the restaurant as well as the return trip, so I accepted their invitation.
We arrived at the restaurant and after getting a large table where I could spread my broken leg out (without people bumping in to it), our very pretty waitress began serving us. She was an absolutely delightful waitress — kind, polite, quick and attentive. When told I had been hit by a car Sunday night, she even showed empathy.
Halfway through dinner, Mary and I had a conversation about sexual harassment by clients to waitresses. At the end of that conversation, I jokingly (but have serious) asked Mary, “So would it be sexual harassment if I asked our waitress if she would pose for a painting?”
Mary laughed and responded, “Probably. Would you like me to ask her for you?”
I said, “Sure.”
As we were about to leave, Mary explained I am a painter and artist and her pretty face has caught my attention and asked if she’d like to model for a painting. I wrote down my contact information (because I had no cards with me – dumb mistake) and told her she can call me if she wants to take me up on the offer.
Everyone was heading to the door when the waitress asked if I knew a certain photographer. I told her I did. She said she thought she recognized me. I’m thinking, “Really?”
As we talked, it came out that she’s a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I recognized the last name, but that’s all. I introduced her to Ron and Mary, and they told her they know her parents. I asked if she knew Paul O’Donnell and she responded, “Yes, he was my seminary teacher.”
What a small world. But, it doesn’t stop here.
Later in the evening, I go to find her on Facebook, and there’s no “Friend” option. Strange. I poked around thinking I’ve never seen such a thing before. Then it hit me… we’re already friends!
Sure enough, I check my conversation history and we had talked via Facebook last summer about doing a shoot, but it was Pageant time and things didn’t work out for either of our schedules. We had never met, and our
I believe everything happens for a reason. Sometimes the reason may not be revealed to us. Other times the reason is perfectly clear, while other times it is up to us to figure it out. In any event, if that reason was simply to being a little happiness in to my situation (my broken leg, that is), it served its purpose.
I do hope I’m able to do a painting of this young lady. It will serve as a reminder of God’s tender mercies and how in the midst of one of life’s trials, our Heavenly Father still has a way show that life is still good.