It´s NOT happened once or twice...
...but a number of times.
When I have been about to
call Hans on my cellphone
HE has called ME.
We have not called eachother
in the same second.
Not in the same half of a second.
But in the very same microsecond.
And it keeps happening!
2 comments:
I love this little story of togetherness,it reminds me of a time when I had to go and look after my old granny and great aunt in Berlin. I was far away from home and missing my parents, my mother would have been here, but she was ill and I had taken her place to care for the old ones.
When my mother got better she came to Berlin to take over from me, but first went to visit her own mother in northern Germany.
Feeling lonely, I telephoned her and to my surprise my father was also on the line.The strange thing was, that he was still in England! We had both rung my mother at the same time and all three of us spoke together :) I was so sure that he must have come to join her and thought he was joking. we always wondered which of us ended up paying for that call :))
WOW!!!!
What a WONDERFUL story Bettina! Seems like you´ve grown up in a beautiful family.
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