There are times in my life when I feel that I have been given a sign. On my way home from work last night was one of those, and the way it played out seems so far fetched that it can’t possibly be true.
Let me assure you, this is a completely true story.
Lately I’ve been having a hard time with my savings. It’s kinda slow going, and has me on a tight budget. The more I can save the better, but I try not to drive myself too crazy with it. I’m just hoping that I can get the money together and that I will be able to find the right car for me. This past year I’ve seen quite a few classic 911s come for sale at the dealer, like this SC, but none exactly right….
I’m hoping that, somehow, when its the right time all the pieces will just fall into place. To me, believing in this gives me hope when I start to feel its hopeless and I’ll never get there.
And then there are times when I’m given a reminder. To me, it feels like a nudge from the universe telling me it will happen, it just isn’t the right time yet. Keep faith, keep going, don’t give up.
Last night was like any other night. I worked a little bit later and got out right before 1 am. (My usual shift is 4 pm to 12:30 am.) I went the way I usually leave, nothing unusual about that… I did pause for a few extra moments to wait until the clock changed to 1, since that’s when the traffic lights switch to their blinking mode & makes it easier on me.
Being that its fairly late, seeing other cars isn’t that common……
However, this night, the first car I ran into was a 911. An impact bumper 911, like the one I want. I hardly realized what she was until I saw the headlights that turned into the unmistakable swoop of the front fenders, and that sight quickly turned into a glimpse of her tail and the rear lights in my mirror.
The odds against running into such a car is probably astronomical. It was a rather chilly rainy night, not that 911s cannot drive in any and all conditions, but many wouldn’t be out on such a night.
If I had been a few minutes earlier or later, I may not have seen her at all.
To me, this is way more than coincidence. I also had the sensation of a voice whispering, “Keep going, don’t give up,” to me as she passed. I’m not sure what that was, but in that moment all of my resolve strengthened and I was reassured that I’m on the right path.
I have a feeling that letting go a little bit and resting in the feeling that things will work out right in the end is the conclusion I was meant to come to, and this was the confirmation of that.
Call it what you will, to me, it’s a reassuring sign that I am doing what I am meant to be doing…. And that my Carrera is out there, also waiting until the time is right. And, when it is, she & I will find each other.