Fate

Sometimes I do wonder if there is such a thing as Fate.

Could it be that our lives really do have a purpose that drives us from some unknown place?

Are circumstances not haphazard or random?

Is there a reason that I have been uprooted from friends since 1954 when I met Julie and Paul, the little children across the street from me in Urbana? And at intervals throughout my life I have again and again been uprooted and left friends who were once important to me, never to see them again.

Even my own children have become disembodied voices or absent members who I never see for years at a time. And I have grandchildren who are well loved, but also at a distance.

My life is good. I am basically happy. It is just not traditional, or what I expected.

Is that Fate? Is there a reason? Is it subconsciously planned?

It is truly a mystery.