Sometimes, things happen that are so strange that all you can do is hold them in your heart and ponder them until God grants you some insight into them.

One of those things happened to me the other day. I received a message on Facebook from someone whose name I will not divulge. If you know me well enough, you'll know who it is, but I don't want to embarrass him. All I can say is that there may be only two people in the world it would have surprised me more to hear from. One is the man who provided half of my genetic material, a man I haven't seen or heard from since the fall of 1952.

I was 2.

The other is my first wife, who I haven't seen or heard from since the spring of 1982.

The person who messaged me was my last employer, who fired me in January 2008. We had had run-ins before, and I always felt like we had a difficult relationship.

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