When Serendipity Makes Friends

Her name rang a bell before we’ve even met. It must be our common ground. She was editor/writer for one of ABS CBN's fashion magazines. I was the avid reader. We were not yet born when our mothers were neighbors in Caloocan. Serendipity brought our mothers to meet more than 30 years later at Alex III restaurant.  Traded stories about their children until finding out they have daughters in Canada.  Auntie Gloria recounts how my Mom could barely pronounce Mississauga - where we both currently live.  What a coincidence!  It must have been a brief meeting to catch up, to think it's been years.  So Auntie Gloria paid Mom a visit shortly after.  Dropped off a book for Harriet.  Traded more stories.  Had halo-halo J

 

Then finally Harriet and I met, thousands of miles from where I first read her name, in a different time zone, with a now different occupation, but still in that common ground. Although she reads more and writes better, we share the same enthusiasm for magazines, and for celebrities, food, fashion, lifestyle and most recently, blogs. Add to that, since we are now mothers ourselves, we share parenting tips (with more experience, mostly she does).

 

This true-life "Serendipity" gives me shivers upto now, to see how two people who had an almost negligible connection could find their way to each other and become friends.

 

P.S. Auntie Lesian (in yellow shirt) was Mom's classmate from PCHS '55-'58. She lives in Toronto. Her daughter Diane (not in the picture) happens to be a close friend of Harriet. Serendipity it is!