A Day of Perfect

On some days things seem to be in sync while on other days it seems that no matter how hard you try, nothing seems to mesh. Luckily, yesterday was one of the first kind.

My refrigerator is old and despite being frost-free, sheets of ice manage to build up in the freezer. It doesn’t seem to affect the temperature adversely, but still, occasionally I have to take the time to de-ice the freezer. I’ll need to get a new refrigerator one of these days because all that ice can’t be a good thing, but for now, I’m sticking with what I know.

Anyway, I was going to do errands (on foot, despite the single digit temperatures) once the freezer was de-iced, but I got tired of waiting and on the spur of the moment, headed out. I met a friend at the library, the same friend I saw the last time I was there. We marveled at our meeting, not just because of the coincidence of seeing each other in the same place so soon, but because she also had not planned to be there at that time. Originally, she was going to pick up her book on her way to an appointment, but at the last moment, she decided to do her errand earlier.

And so there we were.

She still had another errand to do, as did I. We split up to do those errands then met again at the library to do yet another errand together before she drove me home. Because this was a day of synchronicity, we’d ended up back at the library at the exact same time.

When I got home I checked on the freezer just in time to see the last chunk of ice being dislodged.

I texted my friend, “Perfect timing! Freezer de-iced!”

She texted back with the perfect response, “This is the day of perfect.”

The rest of the day I spent alone, but it still seemed to be a day of perfect in-sync-ness — being in sync with myself, if nothing else. Things just seemed to work out. Of course, being by myself, there was nothing really to prevent things from working out, but I tend to think the pleasantness was just a continuation of the day of perfect.


Pat Bertram is the author of Grief: The Inside Story – A Guide to Surviving the Loss of a Loved One. “Grief: The Inside Story is perfect and that is not hyperbole! It is exactly what folk who are grieving need to read.” –Leesa Healy, RN, GDAS GDAT, Emotional/Mental Health Therapist & Educator.

5 Responses to “A Day of Perfect”

  1. Bridgette Says:

    Synchronicity is it’s own magic. What a lovely day!

  2. Carol J. Garvin Says:

    Those perfect kind of days are such a treat, aren’t they? I am reminded of my school teaching days when how a day of classes went depended a lot on my degree of advance preparation. If I had everything well organized, I felt calm and lessons went smoothly. Even the children were calm and well behaved. If I wasn’t as well prepared and was barely keeping ahead of my tasks, I noticed the children were always more challenging. They seemed to feed off my stress. The perfect days were much preferred, so I usually tried to be well prepared. 🙂

    • Pat Bertram Says:

      That’s interesting about the children feeding off your stress. Maybe life itself feeds off our stress, so when we’re calm, it allows the perfect to come through.

      • Carol J. Garvin Says:

        That’s certainly a possibility. Of course there may not always be some perfect waiting to come through, but a calm disposition does seem to help me deal with whatever comes. Being frazzled and over-reacting never seems to produce a good outcome.

  3. Alessandra Chaves Says:

    Sounds like a perfect day.

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