My sister had a Cheese plant...which out-grew her flat. She wanted it to go to a good home, and since there was room for it my house, she asked me if I would have it..so I did. About a year later she went to Ireland on holiday. I woke up on a Sunday morning to find said cheese plant lying on the floor. Later in the day I got a phone call from her saying she had fallen over the night before and dislocated her shoulder. 2 years later when she was living in France..I came home from work to find same cheese plant lying on the floor....I got a phone call later that night saying she had fallen off her bike and broken her collar bone. Spooky I thought!!
But since then cheese plant has survived being left out in the garden during unexpected late summer frost, been broken in half when cat decided to climb it and crushed in a furniture van during 200 mile house move.
Both my sister and plant are alive and well to this day..I'm rambling..but the point is that is so easy to let superstition etc, creep into something that is/ was purely a coincidence!
Mal