Through my blogging friend Delores, over at the feathered nest, I found this little gem of a blog called Prompts for Writers. It's a fabulous resource--she gives prompts for non fiction writers, poets, and fiction writers. If you find yourself stuck, try this site out.
Today's prompt is to describe a time when you were surprised.
Hmmm...this one took some thinking about as I like surprises about as much as I'd like a case of typhoid, but there is one surprise that stands out.
When I was 21, I became a full time volunteer for my church for eighteen months. As a preparation, I went to a training center to learn French for two months. This wasn't my first foray from home as I'd been to college for the three years previously, but this time I wouldn't be able to come home for holidays and summer breaks for nearly two years.
The night before I was to leave for Quebec, our group of French speakers wanted to take a picture near the big map at the front of the complex where we were staying. As we were walking up the long hall, my older brother walked around the corner. As he lived in Massachusetts at the time, I was simply blown away.
I didn't know that he was passing through Utah on business. He stopped at the training center where I was on a whim. It was pure providence that our paths crossed at that exact moment...then of course, there are no accidents. I've always felt that one last connection to my family was a gift to help me through the separation of the following months.
It is a sweet memory.
What was your greatest surprise?