“Look,” I said to the soldier today. “It will be the last day of the year and here this will all be going down with my daughter. And where will you be? About 3 miles away? 3 miles! Can you believe that? How can the universe set something up like this?. What are the odds?” I asked.
“Sounds like par for the course to me. For us, anyway. If it were anyone else you’d notice but for us, it always happens like this.”
I remembered accidently landing at that wedding in a Catholic Church in St. Paul… a few hours after we met a truck stop with one of soldier’s songs blaring into the parking lot on outdoor speakers – Freda Payne’s .
“Well I don’t know how to parse it. It always makes me think of Apocalypse Now (a movie we saw together when it was released). At the end of that movie they are killing… sacrificing that animal, well you know. There are these things going on all at once and you are left to figure out what it all means. I don’t know what it all means but it seems I should. Should something not be obvious?”
“Don’t know, P. I just know this is how it goes for us.”
Do you get more than your share of bizarre happenings like this? Why do you think that is? Anyone have a theory.