After a trip to see my parents, my family moved across the country to live with them. My dad’s recent diagnosis made me grateful we did.

I’ve always been a little woo-woo. Throughout my life, I’ve had this strange sense that the universe was guiding me in a particular direction.

Looking back, I can also pinpoint a handful of sliding door moments that drastically changed the course of my life. Last July, I experienced one of them.

I was holidaying on the Gold Coast, where my parents live, sitting in a park with my dad while my three kids played nearby. Out of nowhere, my dad began to tell me how much he loved me and what a wonderful daughter I’d been.

I’d already noticed subtle changes in my dad’s health during that trip, and somehow the conversation felt like a goodbye. For the…