It’s such a small, small world.

I am not sure I can say this enough.  Being from a small, small town (well, not uber small, but 2,000 people small) you get used to everyone knowing everyone.  Then, when you move to a bigger town, or city, you expect that to change.  Wrong. 

I, personally, have no problem with the world being small.  It gives it the feeling of a close-knit community in my opinion, and I love that.

Case in point.  I was looking at a post from a friend on facebook, who moved to LA recently.  He was talking about going to dinner.  The waiter (who was also their roommate) happened to have a name that seems OH SO familiar to me.  So…as any good small-town native would do…I looked him up.  Sure enough, I knew who it was.  My previous neighbors, from a few years ago, who I had become good friends with, had a brother who I had met a few times.  He was the waiter/roommate.  Seriously?!  That is in LA people.  What are the chances?

It doesn’t end there.  Working at CASA, I have had the pleasure of getting to know a wonderful couple of guys who have been together for a number of years.  When I first friended them on facebook I had no clue, really, who they were…just that they were very nice and that we had similar commonalities.  Then, talking to one of my best friends, she said, “Oh my God!  Do you remember a few years ago, when my friend and I thought that one of our friends hung out with these guys a lot and we wondered if they were together?”  I said that I recalled that.  “Those two guys are the ones we were talking about.  We know them and think they are great!”  Seriously??  I wander upon two people through work that I have had conversations about in the past?  Odd.

Then, this morning, my friend Kat is telling me about a night she went out a few months ago and was talking to this fellow.  She hadn’t put two and two together until she was looking through her phone last night.  He had entered his number in the phone and she realized it was a guy who I had become friends with…NEVER connecting the dots.  Two separate worlds, two separate experiences, one commonality. 

It just goes to show something, that we all need to remember.  When we meet people, when we see others, they are probably not strangers…even though we might initially think as much.  We, especially here in the Ozarks, but actually on the even larger scale, are often interconnected with each other in many ways.  It is likely you have talked about that person, shared a story with a friend about that person, or have an extra one degree of separation with that person.

So…my point of reason is:  It is a small world.  We are all connected in some way.  Treat everybody as such.

Have a wonderful day everyone!  Enjoy a most beautiful Saturday!

Peace.