It's a small world after all.
So today I was sitting next to my new friend, Marisa, at the spiritual healing conference when she said, "I feel like I've seen you somewhere else. Do you know Jessica C.?"
Turns out we both see the same counselor.
In a conference of over 2oo people, I sit next to the girl who goes to the same counselor as me and sees her on the same day, one hour after me.
What are the odds?!
It's the same feeling I get every time a friend from one part of my world meets and befriends a friend from another part. Like when my friends from mission trips would meet my college friends or hometown friends or whatever...from across the country.
Like the time I went out with a boy I met at Purdue University, only to find out that he was the son of my uncle's bestfriend. In Houston, Texas.
Does this ever happen to you?
Turns out we both see the same counselor.
In a conference of over 2oo people, I sit next to the girl who goes to the same counselor as me and sees her on the same day, one hour after me.
What are the odds?!
It's the same feeling I get every time a friend from one part of my world meets and befriends a friend from another part. Like when my friends from mission trips would meet my college friends or hometown friends or whatever...from across the country.
Like the time I went out with a boy I met at Purdue University, only to find out that he was the son of my uncle's bestfriend. In Houston, Texas.
Does this ever happen to you?
posted by The mini ninja at 11:03 PM
6 Comments:
I have had this happen more times than I can caount. There seems to be something so comforting in the fact that we are connected to a stranger without ever realizing it. How did you like the spiritual conference? Weren't you going to some gril to it? (Or am I all mixed up?)
I have one! I have one!
In high school, I took a computer class (because my Dad said I had to, ugh), and one of our projects was to create an address book program. I was entering names and addresses in mine, and when I entered my Grandpa's name, the guy sitting next to me said "I know him!". When I told my Mom about it, she dug up a picture of the two of us together when we were wee little ones. Turns out we were second cousins. It was surreal.
I must admit, it doesn't happen to me too often, probably because I'm so far away from anyone who has even visited where I grew up. Although the person in Stockholm who does scheduling for, among others, me, is from the town next to my hometown and knows some people that I went to high school with. Not much in the way of coincidences I know, but the best I can do for now!
my mentor in college had a great story for this. She dated a guy in Ohio when she was younger. She said she was such a terrible girlfriend and wanted to break up with him but her family and his family kept intervening. Finally it ended and in a horrible way. Well 15 years later she is married to a sweet guy and moved to Texas and is taking her daughter to school. She sees that guy and come to find out his daughter is in the same first grade class! Apparently the wife of this exboyfriend treated my friend like a piece of dog poo. Talk about uncomfortable. I told her she should have been really bitchy and tell the new wife to have the ex call sometime so they can "do lunch" and catch up on old times. I can be so mean.
My only "it's a small world" feeling of late was finding out a sweet n innocent friend-girl I was close with in high school has gone pro in the porn industry. Twice. In two totally unrelated incidents (yes, I saw here again somewhere else). It was a little unnerving at first, given our own history, but that whole week and the other events therein (my "open relationship" friend and going to a strip joint for the first time) has really done wonders for rewiring my head where the female libido is concerned. Actually, I'm about to go make a big smelly post about that right now. Feel free to come and join me....
Etchen - You have good memory! Yes, I was going to take my friend Kate to it, who struggles with a severe thought disorder and depression. However, at the last minute, a mutual friend told me that she was hospitalized again. He couldn't tell me the circumstances, but apparently she's in bad shape. My fear is that she tried to kill herself again. I'm scared for her and I KNOW that this conference could restore her life. As soon as she comes out, I'm taking her to the next conference!!
Lori - WHOA. That is uncanny. I'd freak out! But that is so cool!
Kimananda - Yes, I can see how the odds would be slimmer on a global scale. But still, I think your situation qualifies!
Daphne - Haha! Oh girl, you are just mean, aren't you. =) No, I'm totally with you. In fact, one of the things on my "must do before I die" list is to get in a fist fight. (And win, of course.) I just want to kick ass.
my Lord - dude, I'd totally freak out if I saw an old friend (a conservative old friend, no less) in porn! I'd have nightmares. *shudder*
Gab At Les
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