Coincidences that are interesting.

[Anonymous]

When I was in middle school I went to NYC with my mom for the weekend. I got sick and she went to a deli to get me chicken soup. She struck up a conversation with the woman sitting next to her at the counter and that woman's mother. It turned out the mother used to spend her summers in the town where my mother grew up, but she only remembered the name of one person from that town, and it was my grandfather.

Several years later and completely unrelated to this chance encounter in NYC, I met and married the woman's nephew.

[Anonymous]

My neighbor and I randomly were both in my, very small, hometown (8 hours away) the same day. I wasn't going to go at all but it was the only time I knew for sure I would be able to see my sister that lives in California.

My neighbor had gone to an event about three hours from my hometown. There were some women that had their car break down on their way to the event and someone came and picked them up. My friend offered to bring them back to their car. The car that was being fixed in my hometown. The town I was leaving the next morning.

Since my neighbor and I are great friends she had heard me talk about how sad of a town I grew up in. It was probably the only time she will see and she got to see it with me. It was pretty cool.


Oh, and one night there was a stupid new reality TV show on and I refused to watch it. Something compelled me to turn it on and it wasn't Scary Spice. Anyway, much to my surprise when my childhood friend and neighbor was On the Singing Office.

[Anonymous]

The little girl who prevented me from committing suicide was born on the same day my mother died. Her name is Grace.

[Anonymous]

My BFF dated this guy who was a total douchebag. She was set up on a blind date with him by her ex, who recently got hitched and thought it'd make things better to set his ex-GF/my BFF up with his new brother-in-law. *Shudder* Anyways, they dated for like, 2 excruciating years.

Fast forward a year or so, and I met my husband through a mutual friend of my coworker. Turns out, my husband's best friend from high school was roommates with my BFF's douchebag ex-BF when they went to the same college. Said douchbag also worked with this mutual friend of DH and I, who told us that he was creepy and always asking her out.

All parties agree that douchbag was, indeed, a giant douchebag.

[Anonymous]

When I was in Israel, I met a girl from the states and we decided to go out and party together. We went to some random bar that she picked out. We were talking and she asked where I was from. I told her and it turned out, she was good friends with a person I had gone to Hebrew school with and another that I went to elementary school with. As we were talking we hear someone call out her name and it was one of her friends from college...he just happened to be in Israel on vacation. So, I go to the bar to order a drink and the bartender and I started talking. Turns out, he lives in the same area of Rockville as me when he is not working in the summers (he is from Israel).

Fast forward two years. I am back at home and at a bar with a friend. I see this guy who looks SO familiar to me, but I could not put my finger on where I knew him from. So I go up and ask him where he went to school. He said "Oh, I am not from here, I am from Israel". I said "OHHHH, you were the bartender at that bar in Israel!"

Small world.

[Anonymous]

I went to college in DC and lived off campus, and used to walk home from the bars late at night. One night I was walking home alone and these two guys offered to walk with me. They seemed nice, so we chatted all the way back to their hotel, which was about two blocks from my apartment. I came into the lobby with them and we sat for a bit, while I gave them ideas of what to see while they were in town. Then we exchanged business cards and I walked the rest of the way home.

A year or two later, I was at my first post-college job and had to call a contact at an investment firm in Boston to get some information. The name seemed familiar. I pulled out my rolodex and my Boston contact (who I'd never spoken to before) was one of the guys who had walked me home years before! I mentioned that when I called him and he remembered me right away. Very cool.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Sorry to go in a slightly different direction, but my coincidence happened after my mother passed away: the first time I went to the cemetery after the burial there had been a big snow and I didn't quite know where to go/look for her marker. I was wondering around where I thought was the space - in deep snow - and looked down to see one marker partially exposed (melted snow?). It was my mother's.

That is so beautiful!

[Anonymous]

I became a mom on the third annivesary of my mother's death.

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[Anonymous]

This one really surprised me:

My DH is from another country on the other side of the world. About 10 years ago (right after we moved here), and we went out to a restaurant at random. Our waitress kept looking at my DH kinda strangely. Finally, she asked him if he was from her country. He confirmed. She asked which high school he'd gone to. He told her such-and-such HS. Then a light dawned in his face at the same time as hers, and they both shouted each othes' names and laughed: they had been classmates together in the same high school almost 10 years before in their home country, and had both just moved to DC the week before. CRAZY.

Adorably, they kept saying "the world is so round!" (their equivalent of "it's a small world!").

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:The little girl who prevented me from committing suicide was born on the same day my mother died. Her name is Grace.

Oh, wow!

[Anonymous]

When I was in high school, my sister and I were driving to school together one morning. She told me about a dream she had the night before in which the whole school had a moment of silence for a student who had died. As we pulled up to the school, we saw lots of police cars and yellow tape in one of the parking lots. Turns out a student had killed himself in his car in the parking lot the night before.

It was very creepy but amazing all the same.

[Anonymous]

My grandmother passed away pretty much the same moment my 3rd son was born. Very spooky and very spiritual.

[Anonymous]

My grandmother grew up in a country on the other side of the world (her parents were American expats) but came to the States for college. While in college, she met my grandfather but didn't write to her parents about him because she wasn't certain the relationship was going anywhere. At some point while they were dating, she went with my grandfather to his small hometown to visit his family.

A while later, my great-grandparents and a cousin of theirs went to an expat gathering in the country on the other side of the world. The cousin got to talking with another American there, and at some point this other American asked if cousin and great-grandparents were related to Miss X, my grandmother.

Cousin asked how he knew my grandmother, and Other American replied that he got his hometown paper mailed to him in the country on the other side of the world, and a recent issue had reported that Miss X of COTOSOTW was in town visiting the family of Mr. Y.

Yes, that was my grandmother visiting her boyfriend's family. Next thing she knew, she got a letter from her mother asking about the young man and if it was serious. She told me she knew then that she could never keep anything from her mother, even on the other side of the world.

[Anonymous]

I named my son after my great-uncle who didn't have any children of his own. It was one of the only names my husband and I could agree on. I was telling my aunt his name after the C-section, and she told me the baby was born on my great-uncle's birthday. I had no idea.