So yesterday afternoon I was picking my daughter up from school and I'm sitting in the lobby talking to *Sarah about the California fires. A woman walked in and I thought she looked familiar but I couldn't quite place it. Anyway as I was talking to Sarah I mentioned that the year after I moved from that area to Missouri the place where we lived caught on fire. The woman asked me what area of Missouri I moved to so I told her, "St. Joseph". And she goes, "Oh really? I grew up my entire life in Maryville" (it's a town about 20-30 miles north of St. Joe). So then I ask her if they were Chiefs fans and she said yes and we talked about that for a minute. Then finally I asked her, "What is your name?" and she says, "well my last name is *Smith" and before she could finish I cut her off and said, "Is your name *Jane?" and she said, "Yes!" And then I said, "Jane, it's me, Stacy!" So this random woman who walks into my daughters school is someone I have known since I was a small child, around 3 years old. Her parents and my parents were best friends! I haven't seen Jane since we graduated high school so it was hard to recognize her off hand. At any rate, she just moved to Indiana this past June and her kids transferred to my daughter's school from a school just south of where we live. To top things off, her son is in my daughter's class! Like... how totally random and bizarre is this?! She was so happy because she doesn't know anyone in town and NOW she does!! And I am so happy because she is such a fun person and it's great that she lives literally down the road from me! This just goes to show you that we are living in a very small world!!
*Names have been changed to protect the innocent... or guilty. Whichever you prefer.