Life is full of coincidence. It seems that almost every day there will be a moment when I’ll think of something and it happens. Oh, like a random memory of a friend I haven’t seen in years will come to mind. Later in the day I’ll get an e-mail from that person. Or someone will mention a song and it happens to be the next song up on the radio.
Coincidences also happen in blogging. Perhaps my greatest blogging coincidence occurred a couple of weeks ago.
As I was preparing for my blogaversary post I went through and looked at which posts had done the best and which the worst as far as number views, likes and comments. I had planned on having a little section of “the best and worst of Trent’s World” but decided to drop it.
I discovered that my absolute worst post was one about my cat, Albert. It had 2 views and 2 likes. Albert was a rescue cat from Kuwait. He was hit by a car on the streets in or around Kuwait City. The post told his tale, not to be confused with his tail.
I opened Albert’s post, shrugged my shoulders then moved on to Facebook.
One of my friends had a post about Facebook messenger. There’s a tab in messenger labeled “Other”. If you click on it you’ll see messages that were sent from people who are not amongst your Facebook friends. I was curious so I took a look. The messages went back to when I first joined Facebook. Most were junk mail. There was one, however, that interested me. It was from the lady who had rescued Albert in Kuwait. She wanted to know if I had any recent pictures. The note was from early 2011, three and a half years ago.
I felt awful. She thought I had blown her off all of those years ago, that I was selfishly keeping Albert to myself. I sent her a note with a link to the blog page about Albert. The page was still open so I was able to easily copy the link. I didn’t think anything else of it.
The next morning Albert’s post had gone from last place to the top ten. People from all over the world were popping in to take a look at Albert. And why not, he is a very handsome cat. The rescuer had posted a link to the page on her Facebook. Although the message showed up three years late, it had made her day.
Why did I discover her note when I had Albert’s page open? It was a coincidence, life is full of them. Do coincidences sometimes seem to rule your life?