I’m posting this at 3:04am, 20 years to the minute after my daughter Chloe was born in 1993. And I’ve been thinking.

How many insignificant things had to come together at just the right moment for something significant to take place, like the birth of a baby?

I once told a newspaper reporter about my belief in the human behavior implications of the “Butterfly Effect,” the concept that something as seemingly insignificant as a butterfly flapping its wings in one part of the world can impact the weather in another part. The flapping wings cause an atmospheric change that sets off a series of events that ultimately leads to something significant. She mentioned this in her final article which, incidentally, set off a chain of publicity that contributed to me creating this blog.

I’ve learned to trust seemingly insignificant things.