The other day I wrote a few friends to tell them...
so i think i might be related to christie brinkley - which would be a fabulous, especially if she agrees to meet up with me sometime in the city. i tweeted her today; i'll keep you posted if i hear back. i'm foolishly dreaming she could be the answer to help fund the company i'd like to start that would sell products/raise funds for women who have escaped human trafficking.
here's the story: after new, new guy (from eharmony) mentioned he thought i kind of looked like christie brinkley in some of my online profile pictures, i looked up christie on Wikipedia and discovered she's originally from monroe, michigan, and the daughter of a man named herbert hudson.
monroe is the same town that my Wikipedia notable relative - Stephen Herbert Langdon - is also from. so perhaps - just maybe - her dad was named after my great, grandfather's brother - and we're distantly related.
after dreaming of this possibility, another man messaged me today, telling me i resemble christie brinkley. ha! how crazy would that be if we shared some of the same genes?!
I'm not exactly sure why I got so stoked about this far-fetched possibility, but I'm glad I did because it served as a reminder that the world is full of possibility and you never know what might be waiting around the corner.
And that's called HOPE, and even when a certain hope doesn't pan out - such as with a job possibility - the hope of a better future encourages us to press on, even when the present isn't looking so pretty.