I love reading stories like this.
Could it be just a giant ‘ol coincidence? Sure… it could be. That’s entirely possible I suppose.
But it’s also entirely possible that it’s a sign that there is something greater than ourselves at work in this universe. That perhaps, just perhaps, there’s a divine plan for our lives. A purpose behind what we do. I don’t understand it. I can’t explain it. But I do believe it.
Go ahead – call me crazy Catholic girl.. (No really.. do, I like it) I just can’t shrug off stories like these as mere coincidence.