Confirmation is a Catholic Sacrament to confirm one’s faith, usually as a teenager. It is by choice unlike baptism which is usually done when you are a baby. When I was in the 8/9th grade we had just moved to Fountain, CO, and I decided to be Confirmed because I knew it’s what I should do and what my parents would like me to do. Before getting Confirmed, my fellow church school classmates and I had to attend a retreat…away from parents..in another city.

Sadly though, we were the only school whose teacher did not stay with us. Feeling neglected, we did the best we could to interact with the other people there. Then, few hours into the retreat, we were notified we had to evacuate the premises because there was a nearby fire spreading quickly. So, the other kids left quickly with their chaperones and our class was left to fend for ourselves. THANKFULLY, a priest was there… he was not supposed to be there but voluntarily dropped by… and had exactly enough seats in his car to take the stragglers..myself included. So we made the drive back to our church where our parents were waiting. They picked me up and as we drove off, my parents looked at the priest and said he looked familiar.

My mom remembered him from over twenty years ago…. When she and my dad lived in Colorado before I was born. They had given him a ride to church in Colorado Springs…he was walking in the rain and they picked him up. He thanked them…. And twenty years later, he unknowingly returned the favor.

It started like this. We were running our own construction/land development firm in Colorado. The economy went into the toilet just about the time we expanded from 7 lots a year to 26. We got caught holding the back. We lost our home, a car and everything we invested in the company. We were forced to leave Colorado for Florida. Penniless, no jobs, no insurance….just one car. We ended up with my Mother.

My wife persisted and became a realtor but that died too. But she used to sit on a hard wooden chair scouring the Internet for real estate information 24/7. It drove me nuts specially when I thought we should focus on other businesses. We moved one year ago. Six months ago my youngest son really messed his knee up badly and went to the emergency room. Because of our financial situaution Medicaid kicked in to cover him and it did. Automatically, Medicaid covered my wife and both my other kids, but not me. Fine and no problem as I’m healthy and dont smoke or drink. Then one month later my wife got pain in her stomach, intestine etc….and it went on diagnosed as IBS or severe collitis. One month after not sleeping at all from the pain she checked into the hospital for further testing. I’m talking about a wife for 15 years who never took a day off. Never. She’s as tough and as clean as they come. No drugs, no alcohol, no smoke, no craziness period. She was diagnosed with Stage 3 locally advanced rectal cancer. The coincidence is my son’s knee, without that injury, she would never have been covered. Which is a death sentence with cancer. Talk about all the bad luck at once. Also it is pure coincidence that we ended up in the best Colorectal Surgery Unit nationwide?? Just because they are down the street and she didn’t want to go far for Emergency treatment.

There is more to this story such as the innocent bystanders around us who all have a mission now. Saving my wife. At a time where we felt lost and abandoned, we have never felt so supported or surrounded by people who truly care. It is a turning point in both our lives. Also, I have always been involved with THC Foundation in Colorado, that grows medical marijuana free for cancer patients. I never would have guessed that experience to be of use in my own life. Too many coincidences. And I was a true Aetheist until recently. I feel like I begged for help and I am seeing signs of it every day. I am getting the help I begged for. There is much more to this story. More details about people who appeared for no reason. But now I know the reason.

Random events, signs and intuition are the mile markers of my life. They clue me in on what is to come, and keep me focused on what is now. Developing my intuitive sense has guided me in indescribable ways. My life is a composition of so many seemingly random, beautifully orchestrated sequences, that I could not begin to list them all in this space. I’ve chosen three to share:

Growing up as an only child, I wanted a sibling. On many occasions, I remember begging my mother, “please have a baby, I want a little brother or sister”. Her constant response was to remind me of the surgical procedure which had rendered her incapable of becoming pregnant. By the time I was ten (after approx. 4 years of begging and pleading), she became pregnant. Doctors said the chance of her getting pregnant, after the medical procedure, was equivalent to winning the lottery. Despite the alleged impossible circumstances, I always knew I would have a sibling. My little sister is a miracle!

During my early twenties, a friend invited me to vacation in the Fort Lauderdale, Miami area. Living in Iowa at the time, I thought a week in the sun would be the perfect getaway. Upon arriving in Miami, something told me that this would be my new home. Before this vacation, I had no plans of leaving my family, friends, and job to relocate anywhere, especially a city I had only visited once. All the same, my intuitive side just knew Miami was the place for me. Within less than one year of my vacation, I was living and working in Miami.

My husband (originally my neighbor…more synchronicity) and I spent our first evening together on January 9th (01/09). We married on September 1st (09/01). My husband’s birthday is November 9th (11/09), and my birthday is October 19th (10/19). When we first moved in together, our apartment security door code was 1090. The numbers 0, 1, and 9 have been a constant theme in our relationship.