Last summer, I drove east on the #1. One night, after an epic day’s drive, I pulled into North Bay, Ontario before the sun went down. OH, I was tired! I had paid for my room and was unpacking the van when I hear, “KATH!” as a dark van drove by, soon to back up. There was my sister looking for a hotel for the night…same place…same time. I will never forget that meeting, for as long as I live. I love you, Sistah! Thanks for thinking of me at the South River Coffee Shop!
Confluence, synchronicity or coincidence – whatever one calls those magic meetings of paths or moments they remain miraculous…