I was laying in bed just now, thinking about the direction my life is going..and all the things that have transpired recently.  I started thinking about guardian angels and God. I thought about the silence that surrounded me that Sunday.  Did you know that?  The whole event, minus the beginning, was absolutely silent.  Everything stopped.  I just felt the most calm feeling wash over me at this realization--someone, something, was helping me that Sunday.  Now, I'm not sure how much of this is "rational" based or what have you, but either way, regardless of "whatever" it is--I knew something was about to happen to me that night.

I never wanted to split up, I mentioned it 5 or 6 times, I'd rather stay together.
I took my time in the car, innately wanting to slow things down.
I hid my wallet in my possessions and made sure I was talking to someone as I went up the stairs.
I knew something was coming.

There's something to that silence that surrounded me that night.  I still can't hear anything when I think about it.  Just flashes. Silence.