I was brought up to believe in the fantastical. When I was little, my parents made up a fairy, the shoe fairy. On a random evening I would be told to put a single shoe on my windowsill, as my parents had gotten wind of the shoe fairy’s plan to visit. When I awoke the next morning, without fail, there would be a little gift nestled in my shoe. Apparently I had a fixation with Fruit Loops, as that was a common one. Oh the simple pleasures of a 3-year-old…
Unfortunately, as I grew older, the shoe fairy faded from existence, I renounced God at 11, had an existential crises at 17, and have finally come full circle believing in magic all over again.
For the past month or so, I’ve been making plans in my head to travel around Southeast Asia (SEA). A couple weeks ago, I went on a day trip to Nevada City, a place that’s been on my radar for a while but never had a bigger reason to check it out other than curiosity. Turned out one of my closest friends happened to be in the area, the opportunity had presented itself.
Nevada City is a beautiful little town with western saloon architecture and beautiful people, known for hosting estatic dance (I did not partake ). It was just as it was described to me.
My heart gets all gooey inside when I see a friend from across the country, or somewhere we are both foriegn to, so I was in high spirits. We wandered into an eclectic shop filled with little buddhas, jewelry and fabrics.
I immediately was drawn to a watch locket necklace. I always admired them as my mother has one, a wedding gift my father gave to her on their honey moon in Spain. It now sits in a box no longer ticking. They’ve been divorced for over a decade. Nonetheless, I asked the woman it’s price and as I opened it, looking over my shoulder she said, ” Looks like it’s still on Thailand time.”
My friend and I looked at each other as I said, “It’s a sign.”
I bought the locket, and two weeks later, I have now bought my ticket to Thailand.
I realize this is all a little Alice in Wonderlandesque, with the locket watch business. Sometimes following signs can lead me down some unintended rabbit holes, but at the end of the day, I’ve got a good story to tell. I do hope you follow me along the way!