"The story is quite long and painful, but the summary is that we were raised in an abusive home. She had an undiagnosed mental illness and ran away at 17, I was 16. She was on the streets and dealing with addiction, in and out of rehab but she's been clean for nearly a year now. It wasn't random in that we accidentally bumped into each other, but random in that I assumed I'd never see her again as she became a distant memory, but that all changed overnight. I received a call before bed yesterday from another family member that they'd made contact with her, and that she'd actually moved back to our home city 2 years ago. Less than 24 hours later and she's back in my life again. The whole thing feels very surreal and I'm still trying to wrap my head around what just happened."