I’m sharing this as I’m confused and perplexed about how the world works and just a bit flabbergasted really. Sharing for no purpose or advice.
I grew up in Western Australia and when I was about 4/5, I remember playing on the beach one day with a little boy who was about 7/8. I remember it vividly and had a lovely time. I didn’t know his name but we’d had a fun day building sandcastles, playing soccer and splashing and whatnot. Didn’t ever see him again and didn’t know him other than that day back in the 80’s.
I moved abroad when I was 9, to England, where I lived until 2 years ago. My husband and I moved back to Australia, this time to Cairns, in Qld which is eastern Australia.
Bit of a digression but maybe relevant. When I lived in England, at a school summer fate there was a fortune teller who told eleven year old me that my soulmate is called Robert but I won’t marry him until much later in life after having my own family. That me and this ‘Robert’ were twin flames (? Think that’s what teen she used but may be corrected?) and together in every life. Anyway, I married someone with a different name, who I’m extremely happily married to and will be married to forever.
Back to the now. I started a new job about a year ago. I have a colleague I’m drawn to but not in a physical or sexual way, just our personalities hit off and we’ve become good friends, his wife and my husband too. They’re a wonderful couple. His name is John (name changed), everyone knows him as John.
Well this weekend was his parents golden wedding anniversary, they’re also wonderful. We’d met them previously. They (his parents) hosted at their house. Had a great day. But guess what?!! John’s real name is Robert, he just goes by his middle name, John. Which meant nothing to me, I didn’t see it as a sign from the universe or anything like that. I didn’t even think about it until earlier. But this is the really wacky part. On his parent’s mantelpiece are some family photos which I was just casually looking at. One of John/Robert at a beach eating a huge ice cream with it all over his face, about 7 years old, with me and my late mother unaware, in the background. I got home and went through my photos that I’d inherited from my parents as I’ve also got some from that day of John/Robert and his family in the background.
I am obviously not going to share any of this with anyone in real life but had to get it out. No idea why. Thank you for reading (if you did)!