Coincidence? No such thing...

Warning... I write the way I talk...hang on!
I have been on the fence so to speak about doing a blog. I am a Sagittarian female and easily distracted! I try not to say I don't have enough time because words are very powerful and I believe that the Universe will step in and quickly fill up any time I happen to have left over.
Recently I have been feeling my father around me (as a Guardian Angel) and I keep hearing the words write and blog. Dad ( his name is Fred Matthews and he was an amazing writer). Interesting that the feelings and signs have become stronger in the past couple of days as March 4th was the anniversary of dad's passing and March 7th was when we buried him.
As the saying goes..." I told you that story to tell you this one!"
I began this piece by referring to coincidences...well, my blog design was completed a few hours ago and as I sat doing final editing I noticed that the time was 12:12 am on March 7th! My intention, if I ever did a blog was to introduce myself to you with the story of how I happened to "come out" as a Medium. A car accident on March 7th 1979! Can you see where the " no such thing as a coincidence comes about?
My story begins with me growing up in a small town on Lake Simcoe...Keswick Ontario. Life was never dull, being the oldest of seven and there wasn't a day that went by without me seeing and feeling things and events that others seemed to either miss or ignore. 
I grew up doing the normal things people did...school, marriage, three beautiful children, divorce and adapting to the role of a single mom and a career woman. 
Visions and feelings were becoming stronger and at times overwhelming but I didn't know any different...it was a part of my life... or so I thought!
I was introduced to new age "stuff" as I called it via a Tarot card reader named Peter...he would read my cards and tell me I had a gift and of course I ignored one of the many nudges from the Universe.
Life 101 took me on a path as a secretary in one of the tallest buildings in downtown Toronto...interesting and full of adrenalin but I soon found it was too much for me...my energy was zapped yet I was healthy. I was learning what an empath was and was picking up far too many energies from people and events around me. Being the impulsive Sagittarian that I am I decided to take my youngest daughter and move to my cottage near Huntsville and work for a newspaper, or whatever other offers came up. I can just see the Universe saying..."realllly Carole?"
On March 7th 1979 at 9:30 am I was driving to the other end of the city to get some small boxes for the move and lo and behold, at the intersection of Woodbine and Queen a car came through the lights, did an improper turn and hit me and literally turned my life around! I will mention that the driver of the car that changed my destiny was a firefighter on his way to a hockey game...his station was up the street from my apartment...he could have hit me any day of the week but it had to be THAT day in order to get my attention! No more office work and Peter reappeared in my life..."Carole, come and do readings at the tea room in Port Credit!" Of course I said no...but, my bank manager informed me I couldn't live on love and the rest is history!