The Letter

I sent my dad a letter just a week or two before he died in 2008. He never received the letter, and with all of the activities after my dad's death, I had forgotten all about it. In the letter was a clipping from the Dallas newspaper about a very old pistol that was very rare and therefore very valuable, and sold at an auction for well over $1 million. Attached to the clipping was a yellow post-it note, I had asked my dad if he any guns like this laying around. I knew that he didn't but I thought he would enjoy reading about the pistol since one of his many hobbies including collecting guns and he also knew just about everything there was to know about firearms, old and new. My dad could tell you how many grains of gun-powder every bullet contained and the velocity of the bullet, the length of the barrels, when the gun was made and when they stopped making them. How he remembered all of those details, I will never know. Just goes to show how obsessed we get with our avocations.
My dad died on February the 22nd, 2008, and on February 22nd, 2009, exactly a year after my dad died, my mother called me and said a letter that I had sent to dad arrived that day. At first I didn't remember the letter so I asked my mother to open it. She told me what was inside, the clipping with the post-it note, and then I remembered. My mom questioned me about absent-mindedly sending this to my dad but I had not done that. The letter had been circling the post office for a year and just happened to be delivered on the first anniversary of my dad's death. Mom kept the letter until the next time we saw each other and she gave it to me, and I still have it. The letter doesn't have any sentimental value, my dad never touched it, never read it, never knew about it, but the fact that it got lost for an entire year and then got delivered exactly a year after his death, that says something to me. I am not superstitious, don't believe in ghosts, but what is this? When I tell someone about this, I don't get "Wow, that's bizarre!" responses. I get shrugged shoulders. I think if someone told me this story, I would be a "Wow!". Maybe they are not as taken aback as I am because it is not their dad, they have no connection to the events. I'm going with that, it will make me feel better.
I'm going to keep that letter.