Maybe 10 years ago or so, I was working night shift at a customer service call center. It was not a fun job. I was tired all the time. Two of the supervisors were just plainly women who were mean to other women.
I had friends on night shift. One of the women was young, and I felt terrible for her. She had five children at home, young ones and she always just looked exhausted. We began to talk, and she began to confide. I was horrified to find out that her husband was a drug user. He was also abusing her.
I worried about her and her children terribly, and I tried to be encouraging, but she was defeated. She simply could not imagine what she would do without him. She couldn't handle the children alone. She had a list of reasons why she could not leave. I personally think that she was so exhausted, she couldn't see clearly.
I tried to use my own experience to tell her that things work out that she just needed to take that first step, that it was not good for the children to remain in such a bad situation. I offered to help, to babysit. We spent many a night between phone calls talking and talking. Praying too.
Things began to get worse and worse for her, dangerous actually, and then suddenly, she was gone. It turned out that she had to go on a different shift to be home with her children at night. I heard she left her husband. Then I left the company to go chase mosquitoes, and I never saw her again.
Today at the gym I saw a girl with blonde hair, a dazzling smile, deeply tanned. She was wearing a black leotard and walked with confidence. I was hauling my middle aged sweaty self to retrieve my keys, and pass card, and suddenly I stopped.
"Hi!" I said. She looked so gorgeous close up that I couldn't be sure, but I said, 'Didn't you used to work at ...." and she said, "Yes." I said, "You know, I don't know if you remember me or not..." and she said, "Of course I do," and she smiled back at me.
We talked briefly. I told her how wonderful she looked and I was so glad to see it. She said, "I had one problem. I just had to get rid of it. When I did, it all worked out just fine."
I smiled. "I love a happy ending, and I am so glad that you got yours."