Fate is a fickle beast. Love her anyway. The more you embrace her, the more likely she will purr. The more you avoid her or ignore her, the more she will dig her claws in and drag you away, kicking and screaming. As Seneca said, “Fate leads the willing and drags along the reluctant.”

Roll with the punches. Let fate guide you, however it turns out. You cannot always control the outcome. Focus on what you can control and fall in love with the adventure being the thing. In the end, life is less about what you want and more about making the best of what you get.