First Outting with Anne and Ava

After months of talking about it, Anne and I finally got together. She came over with Ava, and we went on an hour and forty-five minute walk, which seemed to fly by. It is amazing; Anna and I really haven’t been friends since she moved from my home town in the fourth grade. We would see each other from time to time, but nothing that was relationship sustaining. A few months ago she discovered that we live only four miles from each other and that our daughters would be the same distance apart in age as we are. As Anne kept pointing out today, that the “coincidences” and similarities could not possibly be chance. There were just too many and too many variables to be random. Apparently her husband will not concede such a statement, but I will have to agree with Anne: I think there is a larger purpose for us getting together.