I have a heartwarming story about home to share, literally and figuratively speaking.
There have been times when in the midst of my travel adventures something unexpected happens. It is from these uncomfortable situations that I’ve met new people and formed beautiful friendships.
Last year in Canada one of these occasions arose. I’d travelled via the subway, some twenty-plus stops, from Kennedy to Dundas West to catch up with Anne (you may remember her character from my book In Light of the Truth). I was on my way back to Kennedy when I found myself in quite a predicament.
Several stops from my destination an announcement is broadcast over the intercom, advising that there has been an ‘incident’ one stop ahead. We will need to stay put until further notice.
At first, I sit patiently and wait.
Five minutes pass.
Another announcement. This time we’re advised we have the choice to get off because we could be here longer than anticipated.
The doors remain open, and the cold creeps in. I hear a commuter say it’s minus five. Only, minus five, I think to self.
I feel a tad anxious, and tell myself to relax. I’m okay. I can wait this out. I’m patient.
But my thoughts won’t stop. What incident? “A jumper,” I hear someone say. It’s dark. If I have to get off, I don’t know my way around, and have no idea how to get back to the station where my friend is waiting to pick me up.
More announcements are made, and more time passes.
I notice there is only one woman remaining on this carriage and she has just risen from her seat. My steadfast composure vanishes. I stand and follow her, intent on introducing myself with the hope she’ll be able to steer me in the right direction.
To cut a long story short Allyson Aritcheta, born and raised in Scarborough with Filipino ancestry, assisted us both to find our way home. Two bus rides and a reasonable walk in minus twelve degree weather — yes, the temperature continued to drop — I finally made it back to find my friend nowhere to be seen.
I was two hours late!
What I discovered is Allyson is a writer… of course! I fully believe in synchronicity. She has since earned the role of section editor for the Spring 2017 issue of On the Danforth magazine.
In one of our follow-up communications, I shared that my piece called ‘Home’ had been accepted in the Women Who Write Anthology, called ‘New Beginnings’. Allyson’s response was she had a piece called, ‘Words on truth and experience’ accepted for publication in issue #4 called ‘Home’ in ‘From the Root Zine’.
Isn’t life magical?
I was thrilled to receive a copy of the zine and have read all the stories. It’s a thought-provoking read. Now I can’t wait to read all the stories in the A New Beginning Anthology, including my own… I love the cover! If you’re able to support the Women Who Write Anthology project there is a Pozible campaign to raise funds for printing and distribution. Thank you sincerely, in advance.
My deepest gratitude to Allyson, and friend Peggy who finally found me. I was so grateful to be back in Peggy’s home that night. All I could think about were the homeless people — living on the snow-covered streets in freezing weather conditions.
Write to Heal and make your mark!
Leanda Michelle ♥