Signs

My first week of commuting/working in NYC I almost gave up. I hated it. I told myself I wasn't good enough, that I shouldn't be here, that they made a mistake in hiring me.

Every morning though, I saw this one woman - in the subway, sitting on a bench at the station, walking slowly down the escalator, resting at a table in the café.

She was easily 8-9 months pregnant. Each time she appeared emotionally and physically drained, breathing heavy and holding the bowling ball growing in her stomach. Despite that, she was always impeccably dressed, neat and sharp, whether reading a book or stopping to get a few moment's rest at a doorway.

It's because of her that I didn't give up. I took seeing her over and over again at different times of the day as an omen. I thought to myself "this is a sign." Her presence was to show me that new beginnings are to be cherished, and that potential for something good and beautiful in life is all around us. Embrace it.

I have not seen her for a few weeks now, so I assume she has given birth to her child and is enjoying a well deserved rest and quality time with her new baby. When I do see her again, if at all, I am going to tell her what it meant to me to see her, and maybe buy her something soothing to drink.

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