Today is 222. I turn 22 in 22 days! weeeeeeeeird. i hope everyone has a blessed day!

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Ok so my story is quite personal and very long. But here goes. I was a sophomore in high school and I met a guy who I eventually ended up losing my virginity to. The day was February 22nd, and the only reason I ever cared to remember it was because it was 222 (i.e. very simple).. I told my best friend at the time that we had done the deed and she asked when and I said on 222. She freaked out! She literally could not believe it. Apparently she was in Philadelphia visiting her dad and sisters and her sister’s boyfriend’s, best friend’s sister’s roommate’s dad had a dream about his son dying and the only thing he could remember was the number 222 when he woke up.. After that he kept seeing the number 222 everywhere he went so he would tell someone and they would see it everywhere and then they would tell someone else and they would see it everywhere, etc. etc,.. well the story eventually got to my friend and she SWEARS ON HER LIFE that they were driving when her sister told her the story and not even five minutes later they were at a stop light behind a car with 222 on the license plate. So she tells me this story and I’m like wow that’s pretty crazy. Well I go home that night and my parents and brother are all randomly sitting around the table playing poker. They never play poker. Ever. It was very uncharacteristic and unusual. So right as I walk in, everyone’s about to put their cards down… my brother wins with tripple 2’s. Please keep in mind that this is maybe an hour TOPS after my friend just told me the story. Since then, the number 222 has literally made itself known to me in the most bizarre ways. It just comes to me. I wont even be concerned about the time, but something just pulls my eyes to the clock at 2:22. Recently I was driving with my boyfriend in the passenger seat and I was looking down at the directions, focusing very hard on the map because we were lost in the mountains, but I looked up right as we were passing the ONLY house on this road to discover the number 222 on their mailbox. The number has been following me around for 6 years. It just doesn’t want to go away. People always say, “you’re probably just looking to find it subconsciously,” which I can’t really argue with, but it’s been 6 years; I believe that if I were really trying to find it everywhere I look, I’d get sick of it and would surely get sick of trying to figure out what it means.. but it’s always right around the corner. I’m never looking for it, it just always comes to me. I can’t explain it really. I don’t know whether to fear it, or whether to embrace it. It has worked itself into various situations in my life.. sometimes good experiences, sometimes bad. Sometimes if I’m feeling doubtful or beside myself, I’ll see it and know that everything will be ok. Sometimes I’ll see it and perceive it as a warning sign. Either way, I strongly believe that there is some sort of spiritual power linking me to this number. I know that one day it will have some sort of significant impact on my life, so until then I am just waiting for the next time 222 finds me.

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