Coincidence.
Written on | May 12, 2011 | No Comments
A few days ago I was looking in the cupboard for old guidebooks to read and then put on my shelf like a list of where I’ve been, when I came across my old nursery school picture. 1996, fifteen years ago. There I am, third from the left at the front and looking decidedly grumpy, pink shoes, hands folded, and name badge: Gemma.
I scanned the rows, looking for familiar faces, but who was this now significant face? Third from the left at the back and looking decidedly cute, jazzy overalls, hair well brushed, and name badge: Adam.
I don’t remember ever splashing around in the water, or driving trucks in the sandpit, or helping our teachers to make the snack with a little blond boy named Adam. I never knew of his existence in my class until I looked at the picture a few days ago.
I, of course, know of his existence very well now though. Gemma and Adam, Valentine’s Day 2011, fifteen years on and three months ago. It’s funny how paths cross and things work out.
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I am never ever going to get over this.- hello rude people of the world! one day karma's going to get you back!
