Musings on how people affect us without realising

I was reading the other day a thread on a jewelry forum about 'how did you first get into making jewelry?'.
I started thinking back and then I realised that it all happened thanks to a particular somebody, quite by coincidence.

In my previous job I had a colleague living in South Africa and once when she came to the Cyprus office, she brought a couple of girls some 'native' gifts. She brought me a (loomed, later I figured out) bracelet that I quite liked and had it on for a while. The beading was so nice even on the bracelet, and I became quite curious as to how it was done. I started researching on Google, and the rest is history...

I'm sure she doesn't even know that I have to thank her the many hundreds of dollars that I spent on beads, threads, books, magazines, findings, and on the countless hours I spent making jewelry piece after piece... all thanks to her giving me that bracelet which she must have completely forgot about in the meantime...

Another example of one of those major synchronicities that change the course of our lives, while at the time it happened, it seemed ah so innocent :-)