Background - My brother began dating a woman who was coming out of a turbulent marriage and as she worked towards mutual agreement on various details with her soon to be ex-husband, the lawyers set up the arbitration date and site to begin to finalize the divorce. In need of an ear to bend, she began telling my brother where and when the meeting would be held. My brother was amused to find out that the meeting would take place not only in the building that he had worked for a good many years, but on the very floor his office had been. Both feeling the eerie connection, she continued to tell him that she has a previous attachment to this building as well. While driving home in the dark from the job she had held at the time, she would watch for the bright sign on top of this very building because it signaled that her exit was coming up. She affectionately called the building her lighthouse.
S.C.O.U.T.- As they pieced together the timing of her regular hours for that job and compared them to my brothers hours during the same period of time, they came to the conclusion that there was no doubt that my brother was in the building working as she would drive by, look up to the building, and think of her lighthouse… years before they had ever even met.
Neither could deny the feeling that there was a message in this bizarre coincidence. A message that would instead make it a strange case of uncanny timing and signal that a neon sign isn't the only thing in this life that will light your way home.
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