So, this alignment-obsessed Paleo-eating mom of three goes to the market after teaching a class on Sunday. She stocks up for the week.
Although she tries to keep costs down by ordering meat in bulk and freezing it, on this particular occasion, she needs to pretty much buy all her family’s protein for the week in this one shopping trip. So she spends a bit of time at both the fish and meat counters.
As per her norm, she piles all these proteins on the bottom layer of her shopping cart. She is paranoid about having meat juices drip onto her produce, so even though it’s kind of a pain, she keeps her meat separate.
She’s checking out and has unloaded all of her cart except for her meat. She thinks, “Oh, I can grab all this at once.” So she starts with the four pound, bone-in pork shoulder and loads everything else on top of it. Shrimp, steak, ground beef – it’s all there.
She emerges from underneath her cart with two arms very full of animal protein.
So of course, that’s when she sees her friend.
The vegan who had clearly come from church and had on an adorable pants outfit.
Now, this occurrence is made all the more karma-tastic by the fact that this particular Paleo woman usually runs into her vegan friend’s husband at the very same market. And those run-ins almost exclusively happen while she’s waiting in line at the meat counter.
Her friend waits and they walk out together.
So Paleo-mom says to Vegan-mom, “Did you catch the fact that when you walked up, I had two armloads of meat?”
“Would you believe that when I got dressed this morning, I actually worried about seeing you?” Vegan-mom asks, pointing to the high heels she’s sporting.
It’s good to have people in your life with fierce passions.
It’s especially good when, even though your fierce passions don’t measure up precisely with theirs, the mere fact that the other has consciously, thoughtfully and heartfully come to those passions gives you all sorts of common ground.