Ohh little creepy.
Ohh little creepy.
def creepy, but maybe not in a bad way necessarily...
I had something similar. My little brother died on 8-13-04 and when the wife and I had a boy last year we named him after my bro. When he was born he weighed 8lbs 13ozs. I didnt realize the 8-13 connection for a couple of weeks and when i did it freaked me out. Look at it as a good sign, I do.
My grandmother fought with a rosebush for years in her garden but could never get it to bloom. During Christmas of the year in which she would eventually pass, she also gave my mother some poinsettas. Immediately after her passing the rosebush sprung to life and finally bloomed and the poinsettas (which are only supposed to bloom in the winter) stayed in bloom for well over a year straight. I like to think of it as those who have left us letting us know that they love us and will always be in our hearts. You should never ever change the hands on that clock. Not just a coincidence.....