Chance Encounter

Is there really such a thing as a chance encounter? Or is it part of some “bigger plan” already set up that brings two people together to change their lives. Their meeting predestined, but they think it all chance. I personally believe things do not happen by “chance,” rather they are “meant to be.” We do not always see this at first, or may not see it for many years. I feel that way about someone who came into my life when I was 16. My “chance encounter,” and meeting him changed my life in many ways. He became the catalyst that set changes in motion that would eventually lead me to the life I have with my husband, how I live my life today. I learned much about myself through my experience with him in my life, grew to know myself better, understand myself better. We parted ways, and then met up again 26 years later. Another chance encounter. Or was it fate playing with us once again? Adults with lives behind us, and futures still ahead, his being cut short by illness. I helped him out the last two years of his life, was with him when he died. Our initial chance encounter changing my life in so many ways, and now our final chance encounter changing it again. I wrote the story in a previous prompt if you would like to read it hereAug1977

19 thoughts on “Chance Encounter

  1. Hey Lisa, I’ve just read your original story for the first time and just wanted to say that, like you, I believe that everything happens for a reason, even if we don’t know what it is. It was good that you were able to be there with him at the end, life indeed does come full circle doesn’t it. You are a brilliant writer.


  2. I also believe that things are “meant to be,” Lisa. How fitting that you were able to reconnect with your friend and let him see the woman you had become. And how fortunate for him that he had a true friend at the end.


  3. I’m a firm believer in that everything happens for a reason. Sometimes we don’t understand why right away, but eventually we do. Then there are times when we’ll never fully understand, but in those cases maybe the experience wasn’t meant for us, but for someone else.


  4. maybe it is true that our way of life is planned somewhere? I think there is a reason that we meet this kind of people…. and I remember the story… I sometimes ponder about this ways of life when I look at old photos… and I sometimes ask me if the people there would laugh into the camera that way if they would know what life has in it’s pocket for them… crazy I know….


    • oh I know what you mean when looking back at old photos- I have one of 2 friends sitting together age 17, they both died young, in their 50’s- so strange when I see that photo and think how could it be- both gone – but in the photo with life ahead of them


  5. I don’t believe in coincidences either Lisa. There is a reason to why we meet new souls, either they come to teach us or we are going to teach them something.
    I remember your posts about this time in your life and they were so good.


  6. u sure were a “cutie” way back then,,,,now lewkin’ so sophisticated an 🙂 love dat pic of u way back then! way kewl really……way back b 4 u knew it all ! also 🙂 ……


  7. I do not believe in predestination. I also believe that in real life (as opposed to fiction), coincidences happen. Accidental meetings abound. Although I am very glad Garry and I found each other and ultimately formed a great union, there was nothing inevitable about it. But I sure am glad!


    • It’s funny I always say there are no coincidences- you and Garry met and then had a circuitous route until you found your way back to one another- but I believe you were always “meant to be” not by accident, but because of fate. Call me crazy- I know!! 😀 😀


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