avatarCarolyn F. Chryst, Ph.D.

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have left just in time to be part of the fatal car wreck. A version of this “yesterday” has happened so many times I’ve lost count.</p><p id="8910">I no longer get angry at the interruption/delay, I just sigh and acknowledge that I’m being kept out of harm’s way with the added bonus of being in service or kindness to another.</p><p id="3376">Today, I noticed a sheepish look on the deers faces. They had clearly been up to no good. I decided not to take action and drown in <i>Medium-verse</i> instead. After a healthy dose of poetry, prose, and utter nonsense I rose to venture forth and prep the new potato patch.</p><p id="f6d5">I hauled the large cardboard box out to garden gate and found what mischief my deers had made. Twenty feet of fence lay on the ground, a patch of raspberries trimmed with precision of ruminant teeth to 2 feet each. If only I’d paid attention to their smug faces, I may have saved a berry bush or two. But alas and oh well-so it goes.</p><blockquote id="880a"><p>I paid the price of not paying attention. I know better than to ignore. The downed fence and deer’s sheepish look was no co-inky-dink!</p></blockquote><p id="8f1a">Understanding the pairing of seemingly coincidental things as more than simultaneous events occured to me early in life. I knew<a href="https://video.search.yahoo.com/yhs/search?fr=yhs-iba-syn3&amp;ei=UTF-8&amp;hsimp=yhs-syn3&amp;hspart=iba&amp;param1=RypDRDjp20T5Vc76fVk9yA%3D%3D&amp;param2=9dUI1n2R0BLDxNuWfiP4aWyjOZc2NBa%2Bx2opBYQCDMSB7nBAfwbAzkkglZNKi5o21u72Jm8TatlnU7NDGbP7F8Lft0aXvravgWuUt1wLTDRGoZDy1s38eFH2mqhQf7J35YCbQdFh0U0Q40PE25%2BEeG%2Bt%2By660cfFWnTypqgOdcCuL0JeFGqD6qXt6MWefLjiTuPWR2rSElkRgX1Oi%2FK4HXGUEPpJKqVIhYC3%2FJR1R2VxEnAuQd4tA0QoCdMNJMRHmsrnO9%2B%2FGpl3kR4xlcN02MHT%2FPvIK9ONxfzHTM8PfY0%3D&amp;param3=NwVEMR%2FzKcG52XsVBYEh2zk2Yklq85vdf

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promptly written

Co-inky-dink I say

Me and destiny

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The Prompt

Create a poem, personal essay, or creative nonfiction that discusses or is inspired by a coincidence or coincidences you have experienced in your life and the meaning you ascribed thereto.

I’ve nothing but co- incidences in my life. A series of “if not for this than thats…”

If not for the e-mail that demanded an answer to calm a desperate student, I would have left just in time to be part of the fatal car wreck. A version of this “yesterday” has happened so many times I’ve lost count.

I no longer get angry at the interruption/delay, I just sigh and acknowledge that I’m being kept out of harm’s way with the added bonus of being in service or kindness to another.

Today, I noticed a sheepish look on the deers faces. They had clearly been up to no good. I decided not to take action and drown in Medium-verse instead. After a healthy dose of poetry, prose, and utter nonsense I rose to venture forth and prep the new potato patch.

I hauled the large cardboard box out to garden gate and found what mischief my deers had made. Twenty feet of fence lay on the ground, a patch of raspberries trimmed with precision of ruminant teeth to 2 feet each. If only I’d paid attention to their smug faces, I may have saved a berry bush or two. But alas and oh well-so it goes.

I paid the price of not paying attention. I know better than to ignore. The downed fence and deer’s sheepish look was no co-inky-dink!

Understanding the pairing of seemingly coincidental things as more than simultaneous events occured to me early in life. I knew Zuzu Bailey (from the movie “It’s a Wonderful Life”) was right first I ever heard a bell ringing means an angel got its wings. A delay, means I’m out of harms’ way. A disappointment, but a bullet dodged.

Was a joy to remind myself of all the times coincidence has saved me and brought joy- but I’ve fences to mend.

Thank you Marcus aka Gregory Maidman and Ravyne Hawke for the prompts!

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