I believe in Fate

There are many things I don’t believe in; like love at first sight, ghosts, psychics, and a happy ever after. One thing I do believe in though, is fate. I believe that everything happens for a reason, even if you might not be able to see it right away. Whether you accredit it to a higher power or not, I can’t help but acknowledge that there is a reason why certain things happen. When I first heard the saying, I immediately thought that it was something that people said to make you feel better. Then life decided to show me, first hand, that it was more than “just a saying.” At the end of my eighth grade year I found out we were moving to a different country. Like any other child who has spent nine years in one place, I was devastated and didn’t want to have to move. When you look back on things, you don’t want to acknowledge that there might have been a legitimate reason that it happened. For me, I was so affected by the fact that I wouldn’t go to my “small town high school,” that it clouded my normally rational thinking. Instead of seeing it as an opportunity to meet new people, I saw it as a huge loss. What so many people fail to realize is that things really do happen for a reason, and that whether you already know why or not, you probably won’t be wondering long. Now that I’m able to look back on it with rationality and the experiences that came out of my move, I realize that it strengthen me as person and potentially saved our family from being unemployed. During a visit over the summer to my hometown, my family found out that both of the positions my parents had been in, were eliminated. If we hadn’t have moved when we had, my parents would have lost their job, and most likely been unable to get a job in this tough economy. It was then that it really hit me how lucky we were to have left when we did. I began to believe and realize that the move that killed me, actually saved me. People so often pass up the chance to try something new for fear of having