There is No Such Thing As a Coincidence, Sunshine!

When Jim and I were first married, we went to an event on New Years Eve.  We seperately worked on Treasure Maps of the things we wanted in our lives.  We cut pics from magazines and pasted them on a large piece of cardboard.  Both of us had pics of a house with skylights.  Now we live in Ohio in a house with two skylights.  Coincidence?  I don't think so.  The first gift Jim ever gave me was a music box that played, "You Are My Sunshine".  Yesterday, when they pulled out the stove, they found a slate plaque that said, "You Are My Sunshine"!  I will leave that up to you to figure out.  Oh, by the way, when I was a child, my mother called me "Sunshine"!