There are no coincidences. I’ve written before about how I no longer believe that everything in life is random and has no greater meaning. The signs are all around me and are undeniable. There exists, somewhere, a greater reality that has a vested interest in the goings on here. I don’t know what, or who, it is – but there is something out there nudging us towards the encounters we are meant to have in our lives. Its as though each person’s life is a thread spun from the spinning-wheel of existence, woven together into this tapestry we call life. It would seem that some threads are short and vibrant, whereas others are long. Regardless of their size, shape or placement, each string has its intended place.
That’s as it should be. – Mary Poppins