It is neither address nor the destination that I see when I look at my terminal. What strikes me at first glance, the name of my client. This name is also mine! During two three seconds, I wonder what happens? I think of a joke from one of splitters (I know there are some who are casting their eyes here (I salute them!)). Then I tell myself it's just a coincidence. But what are the odds of such an Adonis? It is with a stupid smile on their faces that I go to the address. I smile all the more that will be two Peter Lalonde way to the airport.
When I arrive at the address, my namesake waiting on his gallery. I switch off the engine, get out of the taxi, opened the trunk and will join him to help him with his bags.
- J'pensais I do not give the singer came to get! I said on arriving at his side.
- Yeah it makes me often that one.
- I know what you mean, I too am Pierre Lalonde.
Man remains speechless with a look half-doubtful, half-disinterested. While dealing with his luggage, I think he just got up and he is still awake. Once aboard, I raise him, saying:
- It's still the holidays huh?
He laughed a little and explain that he will join his daughter on a beach in Mexico. He then informs me that it deals with genealogy. I understand then, that Pierre Lalonde, he had to go see a then another. Bifurcates the conversation on the first of our ancestors who landed in New France . One wonders if the singer does not live full time in Florida, as in high school another Peter Lalonde came over my notes newsletter, he had rubbed a school classic.
Time has bent and we arrived at Trudeau airport in less than two. It has shaken hands, he returned to the terminal, I reset mine knowing that I would hear over the ring before the next evening. He took the road to Mexico, I returned to Yul-center, no passport without sunscreen.
This chance encounter made me think a lot about the way back. I thought about the nine generations before me on these lands. The transience of our time here on earth. I thought about my father. How the holidays are not what they were since his departure? I thought about other stuff unrelated to the damn hardware problems that beset us all. I thought this difficult year that I had spent at this retreat into myself.
way, I realized once again how fascinated we were all deeply interconnected with one another. I became aware of the importance of making full with people around us. Question
not fail ...
that, I wish you the best for this year already well underway. I wish you all the wonderful 'meetings. Drop the internet a bit! Get out! Go to the other. And take a taxi home ... ;-)
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