Things happen for a reason

People often say that, implying that sometimes events or coincidences don’t just ‘happen’ but instead occur under the influence of, let’s say, a master-plan over which we have no control. I’m not saying that I either do or do not believe in that, but since the events of last Wednesday night/ Thursday morning at Brive station, I’ve been having a few more thoughts about what occurred.

Have you read what I wrote here on My Trike about the young Hungarian lady who I was with overnight at Brive and who was eventually taken away by the police? If not, take a look back at the last bit of my last post. She had a child-like vulnerability about her despite her age and kept just going up to people and talking to them, especially men.

There was a lot of work going on overnight at the station and there were quite a few workmen around, some of whom were taking an interest in her, of which she seemed to be unaware, that seemed to me not to be totally healthy. There were two ‘security men’ in particular who I don’t think were of French origin and who I didn’t much like the look of. I think the workmen realised eventually that she and I weren’t actually together and one asked me if she was crazy. I said no, she’s just different and made sure that he and they understood that I was keeping my eye on her.

It occurred to me afterwards that ‘things happen for a reason’ and several things had happened that had caused me to be delayed so I had to stay at the station at Brive overnight and was there to take this young lady under my wing. I wonder if the reason for that was that she needed looking after and I also wonder what might have happened to her if I hadn’t been there?

I shudder to think with hindsight, and I’m sure you will know what I mean, and I’m pleased that it ended in the way that it did with the police taking her away. I think it had to happen that way because she obviously needed help, not punishment and I only hope she got it.