Your Biggest "Coincidence"

StClone

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Is there that one moment in your life when something utterly impossible, defying every odd, breathtakingly miraculous happened? A moment so jaw-dropping that it left you speechless, gasping, maybe screaming — completely undone by sheer astonishment? That unforgettable instant that still ambushes your memory out of nowhere, burned into your mind because it was simply too extraordinary to forget?

As a teenager, I went on field trips with a nature club. We'd get up early, travel to some unique wild area, and have a naturalist identify flowers, trees, and wildlife while explaining their biology, ecological niche, and natural beauty.

On one particular trip to a large wetland, our guide—who came across as a know-it-all show-off from the outset at 6:00 AM—seemed intent on impressing some girls in the group. His demeanor grew increasingly irritating as the day wore on. His specialty was birds, and he spent the morning pointing them out, especially rare ones. I kept quiet, knowing something about birds myself.

Eventually, we ended up on a barren dike with water on one side, a corn field on the other, and a small cluster of bushes between. The guide launched into a lengthy spiel about rare birds he'd supposedly seen in the area. Finally, I spoke up, hoping to make an impression of my own.

I pointed at the bushes and boldly announced without any reason that there was a Yellow-breasted Chat—a rare bird I'd never seen before—in those bushes. To everyone's complete surprise, a Chat flew out, landed on a fence just 15 feet away in bright sunshine, and remained visible for about ten seconds.

I still can't explain how that happened. The odds must have been millions to one. Yellow-breasted Chats aren't found in marshes, don't perch on isolated fence lines in summer, and are rare even in ideal habitat. It still baffles me to this day—it's the closest I've ever come to experiencing something like telepathy.
 
Opened this up expecting a wild story.

I know I didn't actually pay for admittance to this, but I'm still demanding a damn refund.
 
When I got married, my wife sold her townhome and moved into my house, and then we bought another house and put my old one on the market. Had it sold and then their loan fell through (for reasons that were present when I bought the house, grrr). Rented it for a couple years and then were just about to put it back on the market when my parents needed to find a place close to us. Mom passed in 2015 and Dad lived there until last Sunday when he passed away. It was like the house was meant to be available to them, and they got to spend the last years of their lives close to my sister and I and the grandkids.
 

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