My Spiritual Doppelganger

This story is best told through the eyes of my daughter, Katya.  It is dedicated to my “new/ old” friend, Laurie.  Hope you enjoy!

One night as my family and I sat down for dinner, Katya engaged me in the following conversation:

Katya (my daughter):  Mom, what’s for dinner?

Stacey (Me):  Shepherd’s Pie

Katya:  Oh, good.

Stacey:  I did’t make it, though.

Katya:  Who did?

Stacey:  Laurie

Katya:  Who is Laurie?

Stacey:  You know, the lady whose uncle used to sing to Poppa.  I met Laurie today when she dropped off the shepherd’s pie and some yummy muffins.

Katya:   (Silence)

Stacey:  What?

Katya:  How did you meet her?

Stacey:  Facebook

Katya:  Let me get this straight, you met someone on facebook and she cooked us food and dropped it off?

Stacey:  Yes

Katya:  (Silence)

Stacey:  Oh, yeah.  That sounds weird.

Katya:  Yes it is!

Stacey:  But – it is not like that.  This woman and I are almost sisters.  We have so much in common it is bizarre!  We have so many common friends, Katya!  Plus, her Mom and Dad used to play cards with Nanna and Poppa and knew your great grandfather well too.  You should hear the stories.

Katya:  Wow, Mom.  I still think it is weird you met her on facebook.

Stacey:  Yes.  And you know what else is weird?

Katya:  Besides the fact that a total stranger would cook for our family?

Stacey:  She invited Gwen Stefani to sing with us through Twitter.

Katya:  Really?

Stacey:  Yes – but the weird thing is – I invited Gwen to sing with us on Facebook at the same time.  Katya – I do that kind of stuff.  No one else.  I run conferences at the United Nations because I volunteer.  I meet Graca Machel because I want to.  I meet Stephen Lewis because I insist.  I do that kind of random stuff.  So does she.  AND – she says, “toodaloo”.  I say “toodaloo”!

Katya:  Wow.  That is weird.

Stacey:  I think she must be my spiritual doppelganger.

About inmycorner

This blog began as an opportunity to tell my Dad's stories. I sat with him and the computer and together we told stories. It was a wonderful way to get to know Dad. He was 9. He and Mom had a wonderful life together and since she passed away a year and a half before him - Dad was ready to join her. I no longer tell his stories but have found stories of my own. The impetus to resume this blog was the discovery that I had stage 4 ovarian cancer. Since blogging had been so therapeutic for my dad and I to get through our grief, I felt maybe this would be a good outlet to process my situation. I also hoped it may serve as an outreach to anyone else who is facing this very ominous journey. So far, so good.
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5 Responses to My Spiritual Doppelganger

  1. She must be amazing!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ❤

  2. Gallivanta says:

    Ah, the bemusement of the young! And how cool to have a spiritual doppelganger. 🙂

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