Fate...or the 9-month school calendar?

August 16, 1994: I meet P. for the first time.

August 16, 2001: P. and I are engaged.

August 16, 2004: Let's just say nine months later Dangerboy was born (it had to happen somehow, right?).

December 28, 1977: My parents are married.

December 28, 2001: P. and I are married.

May 12, 1978: My first best friend, Megan, is born.

May 12, 1994: My first boyfriend, Mathew, dies in a car accident.

May 12, 2005: My first child, DB, is born.

I can trace the reasons that most of these dates line up to the 9-month school calendar: I met P. in band camp at the beginning of the year; we had to be married during Christmas break; I didn't want to have a baby in the middle of the school year (see chart--those three things didn't happen all in the same school year!!). But I like to think that the reason the dates line up so perfectly is more cosmic than that. And since my life will revolve around the school year for the foreseeable future, I'm interested to see what the dates (fates?) have in store for the coming years. Let's hope for good things.