I once moved from one home to another in the same city. Six weeks later while traveling through my old neighborhood, I suddenly had the idea to check the mailbox at my old place. This made no sense because my mail had been being forwarded to my new place for eight weeks. With the two week overlap there was no chance of my missing anything. As I was explaining all this to my myself, I rode my motorcycle around the block, stopped at my old house and looked in the mailbox.
There was a single letter. It was from a young lady I did not know. She was writing on behalf of a mutual friend. I wrote back to her shortly thereafter…
She has been my wife now for over 30 years and I love her more with every passing day.
And I would have missed her completely if not for a single irrational thought that seemed to come out of nowhere.
“You keep making plans and I’ll keep laughing.” – God