Word of the Week [SERENDIPITY]

Word of the Week

I’m sure you’ve heard of serendipity, either thanks to the 2001 film starring the gorgeous Kate Beckinsale and handsome John Cusack or the restaurant/cafe in New York City, but what does the word really mean? I love the word serendipity, the way it sounds in my head, the feel of it rolling off my tongue. Say it out loud, it feels good. It makes me feel giddy and hopeful, it also makes me think about love. How did you meet the one you’re with? Thinking back on it, it just seems like a series of happy accidents. I met my boyfriend at the age of nineteen. We met at a club in Toronto about a week after I decided to stop looking for a boyfriend and just “live my life”. He knew my cousin and wasn’t even going to show up at the club that night, but then he did.

Think about the way you got your job or how you met your best friend. I bet is was all just a happy accident, a coincidence. I bet you took a risk on life, decided to stop focusing on one thing and suddenly the thing you stopped focusing on fell into your lap, and it was much better than expected. Or maybe just when you decided to let go of someone, something else amazing walked into your life. It gave you hope and allowed you to feel an unabashed kind of happiness where your mouth won’t stop smiling and your heart doesn’t just beat, it jumps with enthusiasm.

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“Vital lives are about action. You can’t feel warmth unless you create it, can’t feel delight until you play,can’t know serendipity unless you risk.”
― Joan Erickson

– Vanessa

*word recommended by cousin Amanda*

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