222

Do you believe in numerology? I think it's fascinating and a subject I want to know more about but, like most things, only scratch the surface and know just enough to be interested in learning more. I see the number 222 all the time. Like, almost every day, I look at my phone at 2:22 pm or wake up in the wee hours at 2:22 am. I started to screengrab the time on my phone and noted where it popped up during the week. It's nonstop.

Some believe 222 is a message of hope, harmony, commitments, compromise, and trust. I read somewhere that Carl Jung thought 222 represented the state of perfect balance. That one is kind of funny to me right now because between covid, menopause, and the frightening rate of inflation; I feel like I am hanging on by the tiniest little thread and the exact opposite of perfectly balanced.

What do I believe when I see 222? When I see 222, I feel like I am on the right path or where I am supposed to be. I think it's a nudge or a hug from my Grandfather. He was born 2-22-22. Today would have been Thomas L. Patitucci's 100th birthday. I was going to write more about him for this blog post and tell the world that he was an above-average Grandfather and made my life a better, safer place growing up, but I think I'm going to keep my memories for myself. Maybe not forever, but for now. So, Happy Birthday, Pa! You are missed, and I think of you every day at 2:22. Thanks for the nudge. XO