It was 1997 and I had just met a man. I had a deep knowing inside of me that he was the man I was to marry. How could I know this since we had barely spoken to one another. One night that was not like any other, he came over and we talked until sunrise and we kissed for the first time. After this moment, he announced that he is moving two provinces away and his flight leaves in a few hours. 

It was like I got picked up by a whirlwind of one synchronicity after another. It is like the universe picked me up and effortlessly moved me within three months - two provinces away to be with my future husband. 

As all of it was happening, my rational mind wanted to know if this was right or not. Should I go along with this current or not?

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