Actually, it's not all that little but it surely effected my life. The physical exam notice I got for the draft on Fri., Nov. 13, 1963. I wasn't superstitious until then. I was a librarian at the National Music Camp/Interlochen [MI] Arts Academy. Student deferments were still good & I lucked out & got into music school @ Northern IL Univ. If that hadn't happened, I doubt I would have ended up in Japan for 34 years--a significant culture change, indeed.
As for telling my significant others that I love them vs. waiting for them to tell me, I normally make the first move in that regard. Luckily, it's always turned out well.