Feelings aren't necessarily Reality

Recently, I got a really bad flu. Actually, I will never know if it was the flu or food poisoning. At any rate, I was sicker than I can ever remember being in my life, and I am somebody who annually gets the flu shot. After being so sick all day, I began to get really worried. I knew that if I couldn't take fluids after 24 hours, I was going to need to go to the doctor. I felt so all alone. I don't think I have ever felt so alone. Now, nobody ever just comes up to my door. I live pretty far from other people and it never happens (no trick-or-treaters, no Christmas carolers, etc.) Finally, I was able to take a little water and I started to think things were going to be OK. Then, the mailman came to the door with a registered letter. The mail man has never come to the door in all the years I have lived here. I signed my name pretty much with an X since opening the door was such a challenge. Later in the day, missionaries came to the door wanting to chat. I couldn't open the door but I was sure glad to see them. What I realized later was that if I had really needed someone, they would have been there for me. I wasn't really alone at all. I could have called someone, but even if there had been no one to call, the universe sent people to check on me (that's how it seemed). Each day, I feel a little more sure that things will be OK.