To make a long story short, my kids were taken from me. I was told only the school that he goes to and the town that he lives in, it's in Los Angeles, near a friend of mine's town. Last week on the way home, I thought I'd drive by and look at the school he supposedly goes to. I almost missed it, in fact I was half way by it before I even noticed that that was the school. I felt the urge to turn left and go for awhile, then I felt the urge to turn right, go some more, turn left go some more, then turn right and then I found a street that said private road. I didn't want to go up that road so I pulled into a driveway to turn around and there was my son standing there. No, I didn't drive around looking at all but know I have a very strong connection with all of my children, to the point where I think I am being miss diagnosed with depression. I think I can feel when they are going through emotional upheaval as I suddenly get emotional... Just thought I'd share this story. I was very surprised to see my son standing there. It felt like I was driving a straight direct line to where he was, within feet. It was both weird he should be standing within feet of the car when I pulled in and was totally random but psychically driven.