Hot Water, Baths And Lebanese Food

Positively No Negativity Challenge

Day 76 of 84

When I was sixteen years old, a friend said to me, “The optimist, when he finds himself in hot water, finds that he needed a bath anyway.”

I thought it was quite funny at the time, but as the years have passed, I’ve often found myself thinking about this line. It usually speaks to me about finding the golden opportunity in a bad situation.

 There was one time in particular, when I lived on the outskirts of Montreal that this came true for me. I lived in Deux Montagnes and there was a warehouse sale of Osh Kosh B’Gosh children’s clothing in St Laurent. I had never driven to St Laurent on my own before, but I was willing to give it a try. I set out  focused, determined and excited to get the great deals I had only heard about. I had visions of getting overalls and T-shirts for the next few years for my young boys. It was an adventure.

However, being directionally challenged as I am, it wasn’t long before I got lost. Frustration set in and I despaired of ever finding the place.

Thoughts of those great clothing deals faded as I turned corner after corner and came up with nothing. You have to understand that this was before the days of cell phones and GPS, so I was at the mercy of my wits and the map on the front seat of the car.

There was nothing to do but to keep driving. I’m sure I didn’t even know how to get home again at that point. But I did notice that there were many shop signs in Lebanese.

Lebanese? I’m Lebanese. I wondered what was in those shops.

“Oh what the heck” I said to myself as I parked in front of one of them. It was called Adonis. As I entered the store, it was as if I was entering in to my past. It was a Lebanese grocery store! With mouth wide open in wonder and amazement, I combed through aisle after aisle of foods I hadn’t seen in years, not since I was a child. There was baklava, olives, fatayer, Turkish delight, fresh dates, zahtar, dried chickpeas, the ingredients for the foods of my youth, and so much more. There was even fresh pita bread, still warm in the bag. And the cheeses – oh the cheeses!


I thought I had died and gone to heaven. And I didn’t mind so much that I never found the Osh Kosh sale.

So I filled the car with all the fixings for a great Lebanese meal, called someone to tell me how to get home from there, and I was on my way.

The thing is, I had the choice: to keep trying to find the clothing sale and get more frustrated (the hot water), or to make the best of the situation I was in. The ‘bath’ I needed was food for my soul.

Today I am grateful:

1. For the opportunity to taste Haggis this evening

2. To be alive and healthy

3. For the privilege of being a mother

4. For having love in my life

5. That my mom starts to improve

5 thoughts on “Hot Water, Baths And Lebanese Food

  1. Sorry I didn’t want you to remember it as negative but funny and from the sorry you take it all in stride now.


  2. I love this story! Do you remember getting lost at Market Mall in Calgary just after you moved there? You’ve come a long way dear friend.


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