Serendipitous is an adjective that describes accidentally being in the right place at the right time, like bumping into a good friend in some unusual location, or finding a hundred dollar bill on the ground. And it’s today’s Wednesday Word.
Like when I ran into my running friend in Target this past weekend. I don’t think I’ve ever run into anyone I know in Target before, but of course I’m usually there during the week.
In fact, this particular friend will always remind me of the word serendiptous.
A fairly new runner with few runner friends, I decided to go to one of the night runs held by a local running group. I sat down next to this woman, and we struck up a conversation. I think it was the first time there for both of us.
When we started to run, we started out together. And then we lost the group. It was nighttime. It was dark, and even in the daylight, all the buildings there look the same. If some kind souls from another running group hadn’t found us and run us back in, we would still be out there shivering (although we’d be long gone, actually, this was several years ago).
She didn’t have to stay with me; she could have easily kept up with the group. But that is just the sweet person that she is.
But wait, there’s more!
This particular running friend is from Montreal, and we both signed up for the inaugural RnR Montreal half. She gave me lots of information on where to go and where to eat, but since she has family there, we didn’t see each other and hadn’t made plans to get together.
This is the only half my husband did not come to the start (he met me at the finish line). It was cold and windy. And wouldn’t you know it? In a crowd of 20,000+ runners, I “ran” into my friend at the start.
If that’s not serendiptous, I don’t know what is.
But wait! There’s even more
Montreal was also the half where I found out my father had a brain tumor and needed surgery at age 86 — the day before we were to leave for Montreal. I almost was a DNS, but in the end, he wasn’t having surgery that weekend, and at the urging of my family, I did go (and ran into my friend).
The serendiptous part is that on my last run, before I got the call from my mom, I saw a fox on my run. Although foxes are plentiful in this area, it’s the one and only time I’ve seen a fox in our neighborhood.
I don’t know what that was a sign of, but I do know that it was serendipitous.
Any serendipitous moments in your life you can remember?