Too much coincidence
After months I went to the hairdresser again. I came there, explained the situation about this being the first time after chemotherapy that I entered a barbers shop. And the hairdresser immediately gave the impression to be familiar with this story. It turned out that her ex-boyfriend had the same type of cancer and the same treatment. And that was 17 years ago and he is still alive.
These little coincidences show us that coincidence does not exist. It happened too often. It is just God saying: hey man have trust in me and all will be good.











