Today I was supposed to go to Hamilton for a Board of Directors meeting at the Teachers College. All day I felt a bit under the weather, so I finally called Arend and said that I had decided not to go. Then I called Daddy and told him that we weren't going and that he could eat supper here instead of having to go out somewhere.
I called the College and talked to Allard Gunnink, explaining that I wasn't feeling 100%. I asked him to tell Christine van Halen that I wasn't going to be there tonight.
Immediately after I made those phone calls I started feeling better and by supper time I was almost giddy. It's almost as if I was not supposed to go. It has given me a bit of an eerie feeling. Now I am going to be watching the news to see if there were any bad wrecks on the 401 or 403 around the time we would have been traveling those roads. I'll also watch the weather reports to see if there was freezing rain anywhere.
I'm not superstitious, but I know there is no such thing as coincidence. God is always in control.
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