Lets start with my parents. My mom and dad divorced. My mom married her 3rd husband. His name was Jimmy. My dads name was Jim. He had 3 children. Two boys one girl. So did my mom and dad. Same. 2 boys 1 girl. Names; Jimmy Michael Debbie. Same order. Both girls smoked. Both girls pregnant with first child at same time. Both girls gave birth to girls. Both Michaels became pastors. Both jimmy’s were the independent kind. Both fathers smoked and smoked the same brand cigarettes. Both were in the military. They died 4 months and 5 days apart.
My first child’s sperm donor, and I were born in the same hospital in Massachusetts but we met in Florida. Thru him I met my husband. Who was also born in the same hospital. My husband lived in the house across the street from the house my grandparents had lived in years before but rented out. Upon a visit to their house my grandfather helped a young boy move from down the street to across the street. That young boy was my husband 2 years before I was even born. My parents lived only one street over until the year before I was born.
My grandparents were married June 14. My grandfather passed away June 13. His birthday was Feb 6. My grandson was born on June 14 and his sister on Feb 6. My GGF was born on January 19 and my other GD was born January 18. My daughter was born April 17 1988 at 1230 am. I was born April 18 1966 at 1201 am. My son march 4 his daughter march 7. For years i thought my fathers birthday was Aug 8. Which is the day my husband first kissed me and knew he would marry me. It was that same day I later learned my dads birthday was Aug 7. The same day as my mothers brother however Aug 8 was the day my infant grandmother was taken across borders to Canada to be adopted by her aunt. Her birthday was June 29. My husband passed away June 28. The house my mother lived in growing up was bought by my fathers brother. My father lived in that house the last 10 years of his life and actually died in that house. He died on Dec 20 the same day my BILs father died 5 years earlier.
Looking thru some photos my mother had given me, my husband asked where a photo of a house came from. I told him it was my grandparents home. Turns out his e
Turns out his ex wife grew up in that house years later. On Sept 11 2014 I was in a near fatal accident. I was 48 years old. My husbands father was born on Sept 11 and was 48 when he was killed in a car accident. I could go on and on. I have noticed that not just birthdays but any major usually occurs within 3 days of another event. Before or after.
Almost a coincidence:
My mom was in the hospital for nearly a week in labor (probably false labor) with me. Then the night I finally arrived, I was born 63 minutes before my sister’s 6th birthday.
My father died, aged 50, on Thursday 18th January. My mother outlived him by nearly 40 years. She was in a coma for several days following a stroke, then died … on Thursday 18th January.
My older brother had the same first name as a famous singer. My younger brother looks exactly like this singer. Identical twin looks, and people do come up to him and ask him if he is this person.
My older sister looks like this singer’s sister, and my younger sister had the same first name as the singer’s sister.
All in all, this is freaky weird. We think that there might be a paternal genetic connection, as we have been unable to establish any background on our father.
Donnie and Marie?
Since its risen again ------- my brother and I, as well as the vast majority of our male first cousins, all married people named “Mary”.
Easter Sunday was always my grandmother’s favorite holiday. Her son was born on one, and she herself died on one
(even though she was in a coma, and couldn’t have known what day it was).
Not a big deal, but my mom, daughter, and I were all born on the 26th but each in a different month. Growing up, I knew a family with five members all sharing the same birthday.
My wife, my daughter and my mom have birthdays in the same week, and their birthdays bracket April 15th (tax day, for non-USians). I have to get a “present” for all of them that week, and the IRS is the only one providing detailed instructions. The rest I have to guess.
I was born 1/30/61. We’re either related or I’m about to have my identity stolen.:eek: