There used to be a wonderful old lady in our town who used to read the Tarot cards. It was before the days of social media, and she always used to say to bring a friend with you so they could write down what she was telling you; she also used to only charge £20 for a reading which was a lot less than anyone else locally.
I went to see her when I was in the process of splitting up with my long-term partner, and she described both him, and what had happened in great detail, all of which my friend wrote down. I kept the notes of my reading in the glove compartment of my car, and as soon as he bought me out the house, I moved abroad. He phoned me a few weeks after I left to say he'd found a buyer for my car, and wanting to know what on earth the description of him was in the glove box, and where it had come from as it was so accurate, he was a very complex person, and I'd forgotten it was in the glove box when I left. He was so impressed with it that he went and had a reading with her.
I came back for a few weeks to visit family about a year later, and booked another reading with her, and she told me that I would shortly be meeting a man that I would marry. She described the man, and said he was quite a bit younger then me, and I told her that I had no interest in meeting anyone, especially if they were a lot younger. Three weeks later, I met my now husband who is 10 years younger than me, and we've been together for 21 years. I recognised him from her description of him when I first met him.