Synchronicity at Work to Merge Us, Lost Friends After 7 Years
The oddest thing happened today.
I awakened from a dream about trying to contact my best friend, Irene, a friend I've known since we met as 9-year-olds in Orlando, camping with our families.
The dream was kind of sad, however, because I was dialing her as if I knew how to reach her, and I realized that I did not know her number. I put down the phone.
Then, I woke up. I told Tim all about our friendship and how we'd been through so much together. I began to cry. I told him that I would find her today, somehow, even if I had to try all of the old numbers I had for her and try searches all over the Web; there had to be a way.
And then it was like the Universe opened up for me. I had a hunch about searching her up on MySpace. I had my cup of coffee in my hand, and I was chatting with Tim who was now up and checking his email on his PC. I almost dropped the cup, because there on MySpace (dated Nov. 27, but I hadn't seen it, because it's not a site I regularly log on to) was a message in my inbox that read, "It's Irene. I've found you. Please call me," or something to that effect, and there was her current phone number.
Now, to appreciate the eerie tone of this event, you must know that we have not heard from one another or even kept up with one another for about 7 years, I'd say. We've missed so many things from one another's lives. She is literally a second sister to me. I am still in shock.
I am going to call her and hear her voice for the first time in a long time in just a few moments.
I do believe in synchronicity. That is for sure.
I awakened from a dream about trying to contact my best friend, Irene, a friend I've known since we met as 9-year-olds in Orlando, camping with our families.
The dream was kind of sad, however, because I was dialing her as if I knew how to reach her, and I realized that I did not know her number. I put down the phone.
Then, I woke up. I told Tim all about our friendship and how we'd been through so much together. I began to cry. I told him that I would find her today, somehow, even if I had to try all of the old numbers I had for her and try searches all over the Web; there had to be a way.
And then it was like the Universe opened up for me. I had a hunch about searching her up on MySpace. I had my cup of coffee in my hand, and I was chatting with Tim who was now up and checking his email on his PC. I almost dropped the cup, because there on MySpace (dated Nov. 27, but I hadn't seen it, because it's not a site I regularly log on to) was a message in my inbox that read, "It's Irene. I've found you. Please call me," or something to that effect, and there was her current phone number.
Now, to appreciate the eerie tone of this event, you must know that we have not heard from one another or even kept up with one another for about 7 years, I'd say. We've missed so many things from one another's lives. She is literally a second sister to me. I am still in shock.
I am going to call her and hear her voice for the first time in a long time in just a few moments.
I do believe in synchronicity. That is for sure.