A few weeks ago, Sarah Joy commented that she had found the blog of a fellow missionary wife in Venezuela whom she had met at a missions conference. So, being a missionary wife myself, I hopped over there to read Rita's blog, The Jungle Hut. I have enjoyed her blog thoroughly, and I'm so in awe of the work she and her husband have been doing in the Amazon jungle over there - over 20 years! That in itself is exciting to me! Several times I've had tears in my eyes as I've read her experiences there.
Yesterday, I was reading her answers to a meme, and she mentioned her dad's name. When she did, a name popped into my mind with that last name. I checked her first name again, and it was the same name - Rita! The name belonged to a girl I had known briefly in elementary school, but I couldn't remember what grade, how long I had known her - nothing but her name and face. In fact, I hadn't even thought of that name since elementary school until I saw it on her blog. Well, I couldn't pass that up, so I wrote and asked her some questions about school, where and when and all that. And it appears, after comparing notes, that we were in the same class together for the last half of fourth grade! Now how cool is that, and how unlikely is it that we would meet after . . . ummm, quite a few years . . . online . . . she in Venezuela and I in Canada? And how weird am I for remembering a name quite a few years later of a girl that I knew for about 5 months? And why can I remember that, but I can't remember what I ate for breakfast this morning??? It is indeed a small world, and I am indeed getting old. After all, that was . . . I'm not telling you how many years ago! ;)