I am a logical person, though I freely admit that I have a things for signs, for coincidences. Part of me believes that there is something to them. So, I’m going to tell you a story.
Last weekend I went to DC to visit my daughter. Of course we took in the sights…I mean, it’s me…
We’d been doing the Smithsonian strip, and were on our third and final museum of the day, the National Gallery. We had just seen the Sargent exhibit, and were trying to figure out how to get to the Vermeer, and we ran into a classmate/friend of my daughter’s and the young woman’s Mom. Big gallery, big city, lots of places to go…exact moment in time we pass one another.
Next day my daughter and I were at the zoo. We were marveling at the funky contraption for the orangutangs, and who do we run into? The exact same friend/classmate and Mom that we’d run into the day before.
A small backstory to this particular young woman we kept running into: She used to attend another university, where she became friends with one of my daughter’s good friends from middle school. What’s the chance that someone befriends someone at college who has a friend at the school you end up transferring to?
In the week prior to my trip, two of my blog friends wrote posts about coincidence and fate and whatever…
Are these all coincidences?
Is there a higher plan to all of this?
What do you make of the encounters that I encountered?
What say you about coincidences?