Junior year of high school, I met a guy through a friend of a friend and he asked me out on a date. When he came to pick me up, my mom insisted on meeting him. It took about 3 minutes of chatting to discover that my mom and his mom had been close friends and college roommates, 20 years earlier and three states away. After graduation they both moved to different states, got married and changed their last names, and lost track of each other. Over the following 10-15 years, both families ended up moving a couple of times and wound up in the same area. We reconnected our moms and they had a good laugh about it, but he and I didn't really click so we didn't go out again.

My first love and I weren't a good match. I was more into him than he was into me. Years later I discovered he married a girl same ethnicity as me and in same profession! I did not know it at the time but her path and mine crossed. Found out later who she was.

I married a man who is also so much like him in looks and spirit.

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Anonymous wrote:Sometimes I’ll get a strong urge to call a friend I haven’t spoken to in a long while, and every single time they say “So funny, I was just thinking about you!”

This happens to me often and with different people. I wonder why this happens.

Oh sweetie, they were just being polite. It's just something you say.

I don’t know… years ago I was in college (this was c 2002) and one night I was speaking with my roommate about an old friend of mine from childhood - I moved after second grade and besides a few letters we sent in the first few months after I hadn’t spoken with her in over 10 years.

The next morning I woke up and checked my college email and I had an email from my childhood friend. Somehow she had been thinking of me and I think had asked another friend of ours from school whose mom was friends with mine and she knew I was at the college I attended. She sent a message to the student format email and it was correct! We messaged back and forth a bit through college and then became Facebook friends when that became a thing.
That’s probably the biggest coincidence of that type I’ve experienced.

Another, creepier one, was also my freshman year of college I was watching the old movie “An Affair to Remember” with my roommate and when the characters talked about meeting on top of the Empire State Building I commented that it wasn’t the tallest building in NY anymore. The next day was 9/11/01 and the Empire State Building was once again the tallest building in New York. It gives me chills to think about that.

Was dating a guy who I was MADLY in love with and thought he was the one, the future father of my kids Had a dream that he was dating my friend. I break up with the guy because he “was not that into me”, and my friend goes after him. He was not her type at all. They are married with two kids now. Don’t speak to either.

my best friend and I met in college. We've been friends for decades. She got married first. A few years later, while living in DC, I met my future husband.

When our husbands met one another, turns out they were in boot camp together many MANY years earlier.

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Anonymous wrote:Sometimes I’ll get a strong urge to call a friend I haven’t spoken to in a long while, and every single time they say “So funny, I was just thinking about you!”

This happens to me often and with different people. I wonder why this happens.

Oh sweetie, they were just being polite. It's just something you say.

NP. Doubt it. But sound very unhappy. Why is that?

My sister and I both married men from a town in New Jersey. They went to high school together. I met my spouse in Richmond and she met her husband in DC.

Anonymous wrote:Sometimes I’ll get a strong urge to call a friend I haven’t spoken to in a long while, and every single time they say “So funny, I was just thinking about you!”

This happens to me often and with different people. I wonder why this happens.

Oh sweetie, they were just being polite. It's just something you say.

The one person that both my now DH and I knew before we met, unbeknownst to us before this incident, was “Andy,” a guy who went to college with me in NY and high school with him in Jersey.

Andy was the best friend of a guy I had dated very seriously in college, a relationship that ended very badly.

When now DH and I were first dating we went up to Delaware for the weekend to hang with DH’s best friend from high school. As we were making our way through this crowded giant bar trying to find the best friend, who should we see but Andy. There randomly and it with best friend. Best friend also knew him, though, so the four of us had to hang out all evening.

A few years ago, before Covid and all that, I met another mom in a mom/toddler meetup type of thing who was originally from my same state in the Midwest. Not all that unusual because a lot of people move here from the Midwest. She went to one large public state university in state and I went to another and we didn’t live particularly near each other growing up/in HS - she grew up about 3 hours away in a different part of the state. But I came to find out she knew literally my entire high school friends group who went to that college and was still very good friends with most of them. I think her boyfriend at the time was roommates with a guy I was friends with in HS and that’s how she met everyone. Two of my HS friends got unexpected pregnant senior year and had a quickie wedding and she was there! She had pics and everything. They didn’t share them on social media because the bride was very pregnant and she and her family were conservative and embarrassed about the pregnancy so it was my first time seeing at least some amateur pictures taken on a mid-2000s digital camera of the event!

THEN, I was like “let’s meet up this weekend and catch up some more if you’re free” but she was going back to home state for a wedding. And she was all, “haha maybe you know them too, (Larla Smith) and (Brandon Jones)?” And I didn’t but I was somehow stuck on Larla Smith, like I had heard that name before or something. So I thought about it for awhile and IT TURNED OUT she was the ex-girlfriend and baby mama of a guy I used to work with, who got addicted to meth and had a Menty B and skipped town all of a sudden with their toddler age kid. And my CWer spent basically his whole life savings up to that point fighting her for custody. That was about when I lost touch with him because he got a new job. He got primary custody of the kid and she, eventually, though it took years, apparently got clean and married this other guy. And my new friend’s post about it on social media was all, “Larla you’ve come so far and overcome so much! I’m so proud of you and Brandon!!!” I didn’t see her kid with my former CWer in the wedding pictures either (he might not have been visible in the pics I saw but you’d think your son would have some kind of role in your wedding? Especially by that point he was probably about 10-12 years old.) I never mentioned that I was aware of Larla’s past drama though!

It's interesting that almost everyone's stories have been about people. I was expecting more "I donated a book and found it in a used bookshop on the other coast a decade later".

My husband and his sister both married people whose parents were married on the exact same day in 1964.

Anonymous wrote:I dated a girl in college who dated a guy in HS who had the exact same name as me. First middle and last name. Not an extremely common name either.

That’s a little gross.

Anonymous wrote:DH and I have only done a few yard sales. Together we designed and built a special house. Our yard sales are more like garden parties, and realtors definitely come just to get a glimpse of the house, chat, and give us their business cards. I hesitated to put a beautiful small sculpture out for the sale. It was something DH picked up along his travels but couldn’t remember much about it. At first, I just left it inside. It was mysterious. The material was polished green stone, an abstract human figure about 6 or so inches, heavy, and very cool to the touch. I tend to pop in and out of the house because I get bored or distracted during yard sales. I tentatively decided to bring the little sculpture out. Bored again and back in house.

While I was away, a woman and a young girl visited. The girl asked DH where he got the statue. He said he saw it during his travels and bought it because he’s an artist, dabbles in sculpting, and it inspired him. She told him that her uncle made the statue. She turned it over and said she knew they were his initials. She asked how much to buy it back 😌 and of course DH was in tears (big baby) and gave her the statue. In return, she gave him two bracelets that she made. The girl was an exchange student, and the woman she was with was her sponsor who is a philanthropist and heads the exchange, pays for education, housing, and takes them places that interest them. The girl wants to be an architect or interior designer or both. The woman said they were on their way to the beach and saw our funny yard sale sign. She said she had to show her the house because she’s wants to be an architect. I invited them in, iced tea/snacks, and chatted while DH was still wiping away the tears. The girl hugged him, and we had a good laugh. He is a big baby! I gave her some great design books and a few things she’d been eyeing outside. She took a bunch of pictures of the house, and a selfie with DH. I just reminded DH about it now. He welled up again. He must feel a deep connection to the man and artist. I love everything about this encounter. It feels hopeful. What’s that saying? We’re all connected by a single thread…

Ummm. Is your husband ok?

Anonymous wrote:Sometimes I’ll get a strong urge to call a friend I haven’t spoken to in a long while, and every single time they say “So funny, I was just thinking about you!”

This happens to me often and with different people. I wonder why this happens.

They felt your vibes