I don't know why, but this topic always interests me! When are some times you (or someone you know) trusted your/their gut and ended up being right about something? Or on the flip side, when have you ignored a gut feeling that you should've listened to?

I'll go first :)

-So, I often have moments when I just sort of know something is going to happen, or someone is going to say something very specific, etc. For example once I was driving with my husband in the passenger seat and the word "kittens" popped into my head. Seconds later my husband says "hey look, a box of free kittens!" And points to the side of the road. Or one time I felt the need to take a different route to work and there was a car accident on my usual route. Small stuff like that. Anyway, once I was driving alone at night in a little car on the outskirts of town. Not a soul was out so there was no traffic. I was going around 45mph or so in a 40 zone. I was zoned out and crying (I don't remember why lmao but I used to take long drives whenever I was super sad), listening to music when I had the sudden feeling I needed to slow down. Like, way down. I slowed down to maybe 10-15mph, which seems a little absurd, but it felt like I HAD to. A few moments later I rounded a blind corner and standing in the middle of the road were three or four deer staring at me. Even going as slow as I was I still stopped only inches from hitting the closest one. Had I been going any faster I would've hit them.

-Story two is about my mom. So my brother is 7 years younger than me and when he wasn't in school yet he had this baby sitter. Well one day my mom had a strong feeling that she shouldn't take him over to the sitter's house. She couldn't explain it, just refused to take him. Well apparently that day the sitter's husband was home and went into a rage, and ended up hitting her. My mom was so glad my brother wasn't there to see it. (Oh and the sitter was my mom's best friend, she later ended up divorcing her abusive husband.)

-Now story still gives me chills. My great great grandmother was known for just knowing when things would happen. Maybe she's where I got it from, idk. Anyway, the creepiest time was when she knew the moment her husband passed away. He wasn't sick or anything. He was out working the fields one night and she was home. She was standing at the dining table with their children when the chandelier above the table suddenly fell. She looked up and said, "Your father just died." A few minutes later they got the call. I can't remember exactly, but I think it was a heart attack.

I was six, about to turn 7 in a couple weeks and my mom was planning to go away the weekend right before my birthday which was on a Monday. She’d be going to Brandon, which was about 2 hours away from our home in Winnipeg.

I told my mom not to go, because she was going to miss my birthday. She told me everything was okay, she’d be back in time for my birthday.

I pleaded and cried for her not to go because I KNEW Ashe wouldn’t make it back in time and I was really excited sinc eit was my “special birthday” I was turning 7 on April 7th, 1997... she went anyway...

Well low and behold on the Saturday of that weekend when she’d left... a huge blizzard hit... massive blizzard to the point all the highways surrounding Winnipeg (and Brandon) were shut entirely. Not only the highways, but the airports, shopping centres, and a whole bunch of people lost power.

She was stuck in Brandon. All weekend, through my entire birthday, and didn’t make it back til the next day.

The blizzard was so bad that even SCHOOL was closed on my birthday (which NEVER happens in Winnipeg. You don’t get snow days here so this was RARE).

I spent my 7th birthday with my neighbours down the street eating cake and crying because my mom didn’t listen to me and didn’t come home.

I was quite smug when she finally came back and I got to say “I told you you’d miss my birthday!!!”

Turned out that blizzard? Caused the “flood of the century” in our city and surrounding area. We’d already had over 1.5meters of snow that year and the blizzard dropped another 50cm so it was really quite the “winter” storm.

Dang that's wild! I'm from Wyoming so we never got many snow days either. I'm sorry your mom missed your birthday :(

oh we SHOULD get snow days, my city's just STUPID and never closes.

We've honestly had blizzards where the police send out a statement saying stay off the roads if not 100% necessary to drive and NOTHING closes lol

We would get that a lot too. Now I don't even think they do snow days. They do what they call "late start" where they just start school later after they've cleared the main roads. It's stupid.

It drives me nutts! it can be -50C or -55C with the windchill and schools are still open. they do inside recess (THANK GOD) but everything is still open. that's just cruel lol

Right they act like a couple less days of school will kill the kids. I hated having to drive to school in the winter especially after the blizzards

My mom passed away in early August and my dad, brother, and I stayed overnight at her house so that we could visit the funeral director early the next morning (we lived a couple hours away). I stayed up really late that night watching movies on my phone, and didn't turn it off till around 3 am. As I laid in bed trying to fall asleep I heard the words "pay attention to the death certificate" in my head. I thought it was weird but I often hear random words and phrases in my head that don't seem to pertain to me, so I ignored it and fell asleep.

The next morning we went to meet with the funeral director and go over my mom's funeral plans and everything. They had done a mock-up of her death certificate and gave us each a copy so we could go over them and make sure that everything was correct. It was a mess. They had her age wrong, the post direction on her address wrong, a spelling error in what her career had been, and one or two more things I can't recall. I didn't think of the connection till my dad said he was impressed I noticed the post direction mistake (they had put SW instead of S) but when he did it gave me goosebumps.

I don't know if you'd classify this as a gut feeling or maybe it was my mom letting me know in advance that the death certificate was going to be a shit show and to go over it carefully, but either way it was such a weird, random experience.

I went to the pet store, where they had an adoption event going with kittens. My mom had seen one there the other day she wanted me to see because he was so tiny compared to his siblings. Anyways, he was tiny and sickly looking, and I talked myself out of taking him home because I was worried about possible medical bills. So we went on to the humane society to look at their kittens and I couldn't get the poor little black kitten out of my mind. Long story short, we went back and I adopted him and he is a sweet, precious little baby, who's only medical issue is one runny eye. I love this little creature so much and I am so glad I trusted my gut and adopted him. I can't imagine life without him now.

I think that definitely counts! I'm sorry to hear about your mom. That's cool that sort of thing happens to you a lot.

I had a very similar experience with our cat we adopted back in June. :) I went by myself to the shelter and there was one kitten that wouldn't leave me alone. When I brought my husband back with me a few days later she clung to us the whole time. We got her, and she ended up being sick too. She got treated for a URI twice before we found out it's a fungal infection. She's doing better now though. I'm glad you found a great kitty!