All Things Random Have an Order

I'm not a people person. Never have been. I don't seek out crowds. I need one good friend in my life to be truly happy. I've never had more than 5 at a time. I like to devote my attention to one good person at a time. It's just my nature. I usually pick the cream of the crop - the people that I really get along with, can laugh with, can be me around.

And then there are the one-offs. These are the people who are so not my type, who I generally avoid like the plague. They come waltzing into my life just like they belong and I'm usually staring at them asking them to get the hell out. But they don't. It's like they sit down in the middle of the living room of my heart and refuse to leave. I'm usually trying to drag them kicking and screaming out the front door. I fight and fight and fight and they just sit there driving me mad. Then, when I realize they aren't going away, I get them a drink and wait for them to tell me why they are here. Funny thing is, they don't know. I'm not their type either and they don't really like me. They look at me like I'm the stranger in my own heart. But for some reason they can't leave. They don't leave. They wait for me to tell them why they are here in my life. 

At the time, I have no idea. Crap, I'm some girl you just met, how the hell do I know why you are here and won't leave. I have since learned it's because something intense is going to happen to them. They are drawn to me like a life vest. It's like I'm their last ditch effort to save themselves, but it's a subconscious effort. They don't know that their world is about to change in ways they never imagined and they don't know that they need a life vest. Heck, I don't see it either because we're usually not that close. But somebody/something sees it and knows exactly the right time to throw us together.

We are unlikely companions, stuck together by some twist of fate. Looking back it seems like such a small twist, almost inconsequential, but really it's life changing. It was the touch of a hand or the little hug goodbye. It was when we touched ever so slightly that our destiny was set in stone.

How can I pass somebody everyday and feel nothing, but the minute they lay their hand on my shoulder, my life changes? My feelings about them change and my life takes a new course. In that one second, I am intertwined in their life until destiny releases us from its grip. 

I bring all of this up because I read something, "All things random have an order." All these one-offs seemed so random to me, but now I see there is a pattern.