Life Changes

I had just gotten back from shopping, had put away the food and was enjoying the wild salmon sushi I had been looking forward to since I got the email that it was now available at my local grocery store. I had a nice (okay, a decent) glass of wine to go with it, and I sat and enjoyed every bite.

I was also looking forward to the phone call that was planned for the evening with a new gentleman "caller", so to speak. We had been talking through messages, had a nice, long call last night and were planning on talking again tonight.

As I started to enjoy my incredible sushi, I texted back a response to my best friend. She had asked if I had wanted to come over for dinner tonight, and I told her I had plans. However, I wanted to see if she was still interested in going to a play with me on Saturday night (I had left her a message on Facebook.) Her response was "Sure." So I was set.

Then came the bombshell - the news that you don't believe can happen; not to people you know. She said she just heard that her "adopted"son (which is what she called her exchange student son, the son of an exchange student friend of ours from school) had been kidnapped. I didn't think it could be real. This must be a hoax, right?

Then she said his father (our friend from school) was hysterical. They lived in Mexico. The father was what is considered in that country to be wealthy (not nearly like the 1% of this country who attract so much attention and derision, but still with money in a country of the poor.) And where money is scarce, people are desperate.

I felt helpless. My friend said her stomach was in knots. I didn't know what to do. I could only pray. That is all I can do. Today, tomorrow, the next day - until they know. Until there is an answer. Nothing else.

Sometimes life seems to go so well. And then, life changes.