Does this ever happen to you? It happens to me at least once a week... Today I'm editing a chapter with this passage in it... **** As a kid, my grandfather never asked about academics or talent. Work ethic was his measure of success. My father shared those values, and with each birthday, he found a new way to measure them. “Okay, Marty, you’re ten now,” he said on my birthday. “If you want a toy, you go buy it. Okay?” For 10-year-old me, that was a bummer. Now, I credit my ability to suffer in silence to those Gnoble men—your grandfather and great-grandfather. Truth is, I’ve always enjoyed a hard day’s work. **** This is fiction, but also inspired by my own experience. I wrote this over a year ago and happen to be editing it today. Then today, I looked at my Facebook memories and saw a post I made 13 years ago, the day after my grandfather passed away. [see attached] Crazy right? This happens to me once a week. Like the exact thing I'm working on (no matter when I wrote it) comes up quite specifically. Just wondering if this happens to anyone in your writing? Is it because our work is so all-encompassing? Either way, it's so fun!