We watched some of "Meet Me Next Christmas". The heroine sits next to an interesting man and eventually they offer to meet next Christmas if by then, they are each interested. By next Christmas, she is and tries to follow up. They purposely avoided exchanging contact information, letting "the universe" and fate either let them get together or not. We didn't watch to the end but, of course, expecting the universe to guide a life is asking quite a lot.
My first English course in college included the woman I have been married to for more than 6 decades. The first event that put her on my radar was the professor calling the roll and saying about calling her name, "That's Finnish, isn't it?" She agreed that her name was Finnish. I was interested in ancestry and still am.
Later, after dating and marrying, I had learned of the Finnish epic poem, The Kalevala, and checked our college library. They had a translation into English, Of course, I noticed the translator was William F. Kirby. Not exactly my name but close enough! The universe was a little late, but helpful anyway.
Later still, we both submitted our saliva to two separate genetic companies who explain where a person's ancestors came from. Hers included Finnish, Cuban and Spanish. How in the world do Finns, Cubans and Spanish get together? Mining. There were mines in Michigan and mines in Cuba. A Swedish-Finn man was a roving troubleshooter in Michigan when trouble in a Cuban mine needed him. While there, he met an attractive young woman. Thanks, universe!
