The Stranger on the Train Who Changed the Course of My Life in Twenty Minutes
I almost didn’t sit next to Barbara that morning. The train was half-empty, and I usually prefer the quiet.
Twenty minutes into a conversation neither of us had planned to have, something shifted that neither of us expected.
It wasn’t romantic, and it wasn’t dramatic. It was smaller than that, and somehow more important.
Three years later, I still think about that train ride as the moment a completely ordinary decision changed the direction of my life.