Horology & Lost Loves Never Forgotten & the Power of well, Is-ness...

Today, I am in the mood for simplicity…

So I will keep this short and sweet. Just a little love story as most of my stories are in their own way. It was something I posted this morning on Facebook and I felt like treasuring it as a keepsake on my blog…

To remind me, and others, of what’s important, during darker days that may find us. xx

Note to self:

I have always practised a particular ‘habit’ for want of a better word… and that is to compliment people, friends, family, strangers, you name it… (Even the occasional dog or cat!) When I find something about them striking, or they have a quality that I admire… And I know some people think me weird for it. Trust me, I get the occasional funny look or brush off…

But the universe taught me a valuable lesson the other day. I complimented a stranger on her watch… She had just come into the book store where I moonlight to buy a newspaper.

She told me that she had been given it as a gift by her children, that it was a collector’s item fashioned on the time pieces that adorn the walls in Swiss train stations because she herself is Swiss… So it reminds her of home…

I commented and said it must be so very special to her.

She said yes it was indeed.

But then she turned a little teary eyed.

I grew concerned but said nothing. I waited for her to nocontinue.

She continued.

The watch had been engraved by her children. It not only served as a reminder of her birthplace. It had also been given to her after the sudden passing of her husband from a stroke. It was a reminder that time moves forward, and so too must you. And now, she told me, she focusses her energies on work that helps others in need.

I thanked her for her beautiful story. It had made my day and I hope she felt better for sharing it, in spite of the painful memories and watery eyes.

Moral of today’s story: You are your own brand of weird. Your weird, that is so unique to you, is your gift to the world and the world’s gift to you.