Meant-to-be-people who subscribe to this way of thinking often believe it only applies to the mysterious and wonderful things in their lives. While I don’t particularly believe in fate, if there is such a thing then I’d have to accept that meant-to-be applies to the good, the bad and the ugly in life. When bad things happen we like to ask why. When good things happen we say, it was meant-to-be. How does that work, exactly? I’m curious. If the good things are meant to be, aren’t the bad also?
I think they are.
But we like to fiddle with fate and outcomes as the whacky, quirky human animals that we are. When things don’t go as planned we like to say, not meant-to-be. Rather than saying, yeah, it was meant to be. It was meant to be over, done, finished. Meant to last but a few moments.
There are a few rare occurences in my life that I truly believed were meant-to-be and you know what, every one of them came to an end. Which I don’t suppose lessens their meant-to-be-ness – but does probably mean that if something is meant-to-be it isn’t necessarily forever. Perhaps that is where we trip up on this meant-to-be idea. Maybe the meant-to-be’s are temporary rather than permanent. Maybe life and all that happens in it is meant-to-be temporary rather than permanent. It could be and to me, that would make more sense. While it isn’t nearly as comforting to believe that something is temporary rather than there for the rest of your life, it is probably more realistic.