I don't believe in coincidences

I have never believed in coincidence. I believe everything happens for a reason and that there's always a hidden meaning to everything that happens if you take the time to look at it. But sometimes things happen that make me think maybe, just maybe, there are real coincidences.

I have been in a funk lately, as I said in the last post, and this afternoon I had a mystery shopping assignment at a women's clothing store. While I was in the store, I looked over and spotted a neat looking home decor item. It was a framed quote that sits on a shelf. The quote was:

Once in a while, right in the middle of ordinary life, love gives you a Fairy Tale!

I found the quote very appropriate considering how I've been in my funk and yesterday I did get a fairy tale-type moment (or rather afternoon). It didn't last very long, but it was quite awesome. Of course, it may have made the funk worse in the end...


That wasn't the coincidental occurrence I was talking about. A couple minutes later I noticed another one of the quotes...

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breaths away.

I've heard that second quote plenty of times, but I've never really put much thought into it. I had to buy something for the shop to be valid, so I went ahead and bought them both. Then I went to Target to pick up a prescription. Before leaving the store, I checked out the dollar spot bins. I sometimes find cool things for a $1, and I've been looking for some fridge magnets to replace the ones I had that the psycho ex-husband trashed. Sure enough I saw some magnets. The first magnet I picked up said:

Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

Yes, they're worded a little different, but it's the same quote overall. How weird is that? I bought the magnet mainly because there's got to be some reason I'd find two things within one hour with the same quote. I don't know what to make of it right now, but I'll put some real thought into it.


It all brings back memories of how a couple years ago, I was depressed as hell about the ex-husband and driving around Oklahoma City. In the midst of my crying, I looked up and the quote "Nothing but dreams for the dreamer" was spray painted on the side of a building. That quote has stuck with me for two years.