A Chance Meeting
While working at New VIsta Post Acute Care Center in West L.A. I was at the nursing station doing my patient chart notes, like any other day. Except this day, I looked up from my heavy book and saw a lady talking to the head nurse. I thought she looked familiar. I glanced back to my notes, as if to say "not possible." I glanced away and pulled from my memory, mental images I had of Amanda from her early modeling days- and I knew it! I got up from my seat and walked inconspicuously closer to read her bagde. It read, "Amanda Jeffries." I ran to the rehab department to tell my rehab manager, she inevitably helped put me back on my feet. Clearly I was moved.
I approached Mandy alone and less than half way through my stumbling introduction, she knew who I was, and whose daughter I was.
I cannot begin to describe the intense feelings of being reunited with a family I never really knew. I was thrilled at the idea of getting a chance perhaps to see my cousins Gina and Vanessa again, and realized there were more cousins. It was a wonderful opportunity to find out more...partially fill in some gaps...we all live such busy lives don't we? But my affection runs deep regardless of the distances.
Amanda was warm and affectionate. I had not see her in 30 years. It is fair to admit I never really met or knew her before, but she had met me as a baby.
I will always regret not seeing John again, but perhaps it was for the best. Now I can cherish these memories that will always hold a special place. This truly was a "Chance Meeting" and meaningful to me.