ok CHAOS_, your turn.

No? OK, my turn. I save all my weird stories for an excuse to write a blog, but perhaps some stories never find their way there or anywhere.

Like the time I was sitting up in the attic of my mom's house with my then-boyfriend Dennis and my sister-in-law, Heather, who was staying in one of the downstairs bedrooms for the night. My mother was in another country. It was after midnight. My sister-in-law had come up to tell us that my brother would be phoning her from LA at 6:00 a.m. and we might want to unplug the attic phone so the ringing didn't wake us. This was before cell phones were ubiquitous. We promptly unplugged, but sat around talking for another hour. Dennis, suddenly grabbed the phone cord and plugged it into the wall. Ten seconds later, it rang. It was my brother who, for some reason, decided to phone at 10:00 p.m. LA time, hoping Heather was still awake.

Dennis said, "I just knew I had to plug in the phone. I don't know why." He claimed he was a little psychic. Sadly, Dennis developed MS and died in the early 00s. He didn't see that coming.

Another time, I was in my 22nd week of pregnancy when an ultrasound showed that the baby I was carrying had no heart. It would live as long as it was inside me, but die in my arms as soon as it was born. Doctors had given me a needle that would cause me to go into labour -- an induced miscarriage. It was the saddest time of my life. I hadn't told anyone in the family about this development. My sister who lived 5 provinces to the west, my sister who I hadn't talked to for about six months, phoned my apartment. My husband told her to phone the hospital and gave her the number. Her call reached me in the hospital room while I was waiting for the contractions to begin. In my darkest hour, my sister suddenly had a very strong feeling that she should phone me.

Both these stories are probably just coincidences. I don't believe in magic, but I do know there are some eerie things that are very hard to explain scientifically (so far).