those puppy dog eyes

I cut a boy's hair yesterday--the son of my sweet mailman.  When I opened the door and saw the boy and we looked each other in the eyes, I nearly fell backwards (or forward to pick him up and hug him).  He looked exactly like my ex-husband's son.  He looked exactly as my ex-husband looked as a boy.  His eyes are exactly like my ex-husband's and his son.  Surreal.  It was a joy to have him here, but what am I supposed to do with this surreal experience?  What is the universe trying to share with me?