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Saturday, June 30, 2018

Just wanted to share some things from my yesterday…

I had the day off and met my daughter Helen to go to Tate Modern - fantastic art gallery on the South Bank of the Thames.

We were supposed to meet Paul there…

… but Paul is always late.

So we waited around, people watched, browsed the gallery shop, had a cup of tea, people watched a bit more, enjoyed air and light and surroundings… waiting was no great hardship.

Then Helen got a call from Paul to say he’d arrived but couldn’t find us… so she went off to find him…

… and just at the moment she was walking around the building, a friend of hers from school was walking in the opposite direction and they saw each other.

In a city of seven million souls, to bump into someone you’ve lost connection with when you’re both miles from home seems miraculous. Makes it feel like village London. Like massive good fortune.

And I was taken by the arrangement of circumstances that led to them being in that same spot at the same time -

being there at the gallery, in that location...
Paul being late, so we were hanging around outside, not inside...
Paul calling but me not hearing my phone, so him calling Helen instead...
Helen going off to meet him...

For Momtaz ( her friend) it was leaving her office late to go to lunch… going to a different spot to eat…

It was lovely to see her and see the woman she’s grown into - she would have been only just 20 the last time I saw her, which was about 2001, but in my mind she’s still the teenager who used to come round our house. And there she was, a proper grown up person - tho not a “proper” grown up, of course - she wouldn’t be friends with Helen if she were a “proper” grown up.

Later in the day, however, I was reminded what a huge monster of a city London is - we got to a central hub station to change trains, where it was very crowded - one moment Helen was beside me - I got on the escalator and she wasn’t there - I thought she must be behind the people behind me - I waited at the bottom - she didn’t appear. I had that moment of panic - she is a proper grown up but I was a mother who had lost her daughter in a crowd. I waited a little longer then went back up to the landing to see if I could see her - no sign - tried calling - on the phone, not out loud - but tho my call connected, hers didn’t’ so she must have been further underground. Went down another escalator to see if she’d gone a different way - couldn’t find her. Realised I could run around for ever in this maze of stairs and levels and heat and pushing people and not find her, so went home.

Turns out she had just looked away for a second and turned back to find I’d gone. Didn’t see which escalator I’d gone down and went down the other… looked for me and when she couldn’t find me went back to the landing and down the other escalator… then realised she could run around forever in this maze so took a different route home.

She got in about 20 minutes after I did.

So found someone and lost someone on the same day… although she found her own way back in the end.
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    What an interesting series of events!
    931 days ago
    don't you love synchronicity? how things just line up, wild! i can't believe about the lack of rain there! nuts!!
    931 days ago
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