I like to believe in both fate and free will. Now that probably doesn’t make much sense, but take meeting my husband for instance. I used to frequent a bar and he was best friends with the bartender there, and he began bar-tending as well. We got to chatting about our families and he told me his dad had just died of cancer. In my mind “pancreatic cancer” began to flash, and I asked him which kind – it was pancreatic. A little stunned, I told him my grandmother had died many years earlier of the same thing. Coincidence? Just wait. My mind began flashing again and I asked him what cemetery his father was buried at. I was convinced he would answer “St. Charles,” and low and behold, it was! Now who goes around asking where their families are buried? So now I tell him that was where my grandmother was buried. It was getting stranger by the minute! Anyway, our friendship quickly turned into love, and it was the real thing I tell you. We would often talk about how his dad and my grandmother were in cahoots up in Heaven and set us up :-) Was this just a coincidence? I really do like to think I am in control of my own destiny, but I also feel like my husband and I were meant to be. What are your thoughts fellow jellyfish? Do we really have control of our destinies, or were some things just meant to be?