A while ago I met this new man. I started to laugh again, I had a smile on my face, the entire day. There was just SO many things going on in my life at the time I met him however, I could not be bothered by any of it at all. It was the passing of my Gran. A beyond difficult time in my work. Possibly the worst that has ever hit me. I went on my very first over seas trip, all alone - yet I had this inner smile in me. On the airport, leaving on my way to Singapore - I made a last call to this new gentleman. We had a talk and he said to me.... When you're walking on the beach, make sure that you pick up a pebble for me. My reply was simple... OK.
At that point in time, I didn't give it much, actually, any thought. After a couple of days in Thailand, I found myself walking on the soft soft white sand on one of the islands in Similan. It was the day before my 29th Birthday. I was pretty emotional that day. I remembered this sweet cute guy saying to me that I should pick up a pebble for him. As I was walking on that beach, I looked for pebbles. I tried to find a pebble that seemed to be one of the more perfect ones that I could find. One with something special about it. Something that makes it unique. I picked up 3 - only 3!
Coming back in South Africa, I spoke to him one day and just remembered randomly bout the pebble. I said to him that I forgot to tell him, but I picked up a pebble for him on the beach. His responds was: "Pebble or shell?" Pebble I said - that is what you asked for. And he sounded happy. He asked me if I knew why he said pebble and then told me this story. He said that Penguins 'walk' on the beach and pick up the the most perfect pebbles they can find. The one (usually the male) then offers the pebble to the other. If it is a perfect pebble, then they mate for life. And that was why he asked me to pick up a pebble. Just there and then, it stole a little bit of my heart. For somebody to have that piece of depth associated with them was just something special.
In being true to myself, I had to Google the story and with great pleasure I can share these links:
The story on what happened with this wonderful man and the pebbles I picked up, will follow.
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