Serendipity

Serendipity is a fun word to say. Part of the word sounds like it’s something complex while the other part sound as if it’s made up. In a way, this word pretty much sums up life itself. Life is complicated but you make it up as you go along. It’s your life to do what you want. You live to your heart’s content.

Serendipity isn’t a word that you’ll hear in everyday conversation. Actually, I don’t think I’ve heard of anyone use this word while they’ve spoken to me. I’ve mentioned it once to a friend in college but she didn’t know what the word meant. Serendipity is the art of finding something when you’re looking for something else. Penicillin is probably the best example of this happening.

Alexander Fleming found penicillin because he didn’t disinfect his cultures before going on vacation. Upon return, he found that the cultures were contaminated with penicillin molds that killed all the bacteria. And if you don’t know, Penicillin is the thing that doctors give you to fight bacterial infection. It kills bacterias by interfering with their ability to synthesize cell wall. Without cell walls, the bacterias can’t divide and conquer. Yay!

I first learn of the word “serendipity” from a movie with the same title. It was a romantic movie starring John Cusack and Kate Beckinsale and the movie took place right around this time of year. They met while they were doing a little Christmas shopping. They felt an attraction between each other so they decide to spend the night out on the town, even though they were both in a relationship.

When the evening was winding down, Cusack’s character, Jonathan asked Beckinsale’s character, Sara for her phone number. But she didn’t want to give it to him that easily. She wanted to see if fate will bring them together again.

Throughout the entire movie, Jonathan goes to every book store to try and find Sara’s phone number. Fate attempted to assist them but it wasn’t doing a good job at it. As one is entering the building, the other is just leaving but they don’t see each other. Both of them are currently living their lives but there were a lot of events that took place that reminded them of their night on the town. Towards the end, everything starts to piece itself together.

I’ve had a few times where I’ve run into the same circumstances. The most vivid one that I can recall is the night that I broke up with my girlfriend. It felt as if fate had set up the setting for the night. It was a dark and cloudy night with the moon still visible. The weather channel showed that it was going to rain that night too. Even morning dramatic effect to the night.

I remember that it started to rain lightly as we were walking to the dock by the waterfront. We would have ran but she was wearing a long shirt that didn’t leave much room for running. We found a bench to sit on under a shed that kept us dry.

As we were sitting there, I sensed that something wasn’t right. I told her that my friend invited me to her place in Ottawa. Usually, your girlfriend would be suspicious of something like this but she wasn’t. She encouraged me to go out there and visit my friend. That was when I asked her where our relationship was going.

We broke up ten minutes later. We walked back to her car but I declined the offer for a ride home. It just didn’t feel right. I didn’t live that far from the harbour front anyway.

As soon as she drove off, it started to pour. I looked up into the sky and asked “Why?” It could have rained any other day of the week but it had to rain tonight. This only mad me more depressed. I had to walk home ten minutes in the rain. I was drenched and I didn’t feel like going home so I got into my car, grabbed a coffee and head up to the mountain brow.

Along the way, I kept getting phone calls from a friend that was looking for, my now ex-girlfriend. I haven’t seen her since she drove off. I suggested that they call her cell phone but my friend informed me that she wasn’t picking up. I didn’t have a clue where she was at the time. The only thing I wanted to do was head up to the mountain brow and just sit there staring out into the city.

When I arrived at the mountain brow, the place appeared to be somewhat empty. There were a few cars parked there but there were a lot of spaces in between. The right hand side was less crowded so I went that way and parked beside a van. I got out of my car and went to sit down on the stone wall in front of my car. I tried to call my ex-girlfriend to see if I was able to get a hold of her. Still, she didn’t pick up. I stayed seated for a bit but later decided to walk down towards the edge.

My phone started ringing but I didn’t feel like answering it. When I checked the display, it was her. I asked her where she was and she replied that she was at the mountain brow. That’s odd because that’s where I was right at that moment. I asked her where on the mountain brow was she and she replied that she was sitting her in van. That’s when it clicked. I had pull up beside a van but I didn’t notice anyone inside. It was dark so I wouldn’t have seen her anyway. She probably couldn’t see me either.

Fate does stuff like this to you. Even if you’re a non-believer, sometimes you have to accept the fact that things happen for a reason. Sometimes it’s for the best that they happen. There are just things that are beyond our control and we can’t do anything to change it. I still blame myself for not trying harder to hold on to her. It feels as if the relationship went downhill because I didn’t do anything to keep it alive. But after all was said and done, I think I did all that I could with what I had.

The existent of serendipitous events makes me wonder if there is some high power at work. I am not one to believe in such beings but there are the odd times when I make an exception. I do not know everything that occurs during one’s life and I have yet to discover what it has to offer. But when fate drops a few hints here and take, you need to figure out what it’s trying to tell you.