Today I am in Glendale, CA. I had four wonderful days in Palm Springs. The weather was spectacular and I had a much better time at the corporate events this year knowing what to expect in terms of not knowing anyone. As it happened, I wound up running into a man I had met over 4 years ago at a training class - we got to be fast friends that week, and at the time we were both married and he was living in Brazil. Now, we're both not married and he is living in New York. So....who knows where that will go but it was lovely to reconnect with an old friend, especially because it was such a surprise to see him after all these years.
Yesterday I had the privilege to hear from Nando Parrado, one of the Uruguayan rugby players whose plane crashed in the Andes in 1972. His story was amazing, and gave new meaning to the term "problem." I was talking to Mauricio (my long lost friend from Brazil) about it after; Mauricio has seen Nando speak a few times and in one of those talks he said that they would wake up some days thinking they were dead and had gone to hell. He said that he knows hell is not fire, it is ice. Imagine waking up and seeing nothing but snow and suffering and devastation and thinking that you were dead and in hell. That really blew my mind.
Tomorrow I have a meeting here in Glendale and then I'm going home. I haven't been gone this long in a while, and I'm looking forward to being back in my own bed.
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