A Valentine Surprise
It's Valentine's Day in the year 1994. A day for romantics and
lovers to be together. However, my wife Debra and I had a
problem.
She was working in Sacramento, California doing a photo shoot
for a catalog copywriting job she had. It was supposed to be for
two days and she would be home for Valentine's Day. But it ran
overtime and she had to stay in Sacramento for Valentine's Day
and the day after.
Debra had not told me where she was staying or working. I had no
address or telephone number, and this was in the days before she
had a cell phone. I don't know Sacramento at all. My only
experience of it was I had driven through it on the freeway a
few times on my way to Lake Tahoe. It's a large city with a
population of about one million or so. I didn't even have a city
map.
Despite all these apparent barriers and difficulties, I decided
that I would be with Debra today. She is my Valentine and I want
to be with her.
The decision was very clear: I'm going to be with Debra today.
I got into my little truck and simply drove the ninety miles to
Sacramento. While driving I thought to myself, "This is silly, I
don't even know where she is in Sacramento." I shoved this
thought aside and simply intended to drive where she was.
"Sacramento, next 22 exits," read the sign. Which exit should I
take? Quite clearly, I got "Take the third exit."
I took the third exit and made two rights and a left into a
large parking lot. I didn't know where I was. It didn't matter,
though. At that moment, Debra walked right in front of my car!
She had just finished her photo shoot and had driven back to her
hotel, ready for dinner. So I took her to a nice romantic
restaurant.
At dinner, Debra asked, "How did you find me? I didn't give you
the address or phone number or anything."
I replied, "It's Valentine's Day. I wanted to be with you so I
drove to where you were."
Then I gave her a big grin. A clear intention can work wonders.