My husband and I had been trying to have a baby for three years. Three years of appointments and waiting rooms and phone calls that went the wrong way and the specific exhaustion of hoping carefully so it doesn’t hurt as much when it doesn’t work.
On the day our fourth attempt failed, I went home and ordered a weighted blanket because my therapist had said I needed better sleep and I needed to do something practical with the afternoon.
What arrived six days later was a box of baby clothes. Newborn, white, folded carefully, someone else’s order. I sat on the floor holding a tiny onesie for a long time.
Then I called the company. They apologized. They collected the box. My blanket arrived the following day. I used it every night.
We have a daughter now. She’s fourteen months old. She still sleeps in our room.
The blanket is hers now, technically. She pulled it off me one night and kept it and I didn’t argue. Some things find their way to the right person eventually.
2. I Bought a Vintage Coat Online—Then a Coworker Recognized It Instantly
I bought a vintage coat online for $35 because the photographs showed exactly what I’d been looking for. It arrived and fit perfectly and I wore it twice before my colleague grabbed my arm in the office car park and said, “Where did you get that?” I said, “Online, why?”