I have never really been one to believe in fate or destiny, per se. However, I do believe that everything happens for a reason. Many events needed to line up perfectly in order for Trevor and me to meet up in Myrtle Beach that weekend. I was about to start working at my first Army unit. I never expected that I was going to fall in love. Soon after I graduated from Advanced Individual Training (AIT), I flew home to California and purchased a new car. I couldn’t wait to drive it back to Fort Gordon, Georgia with a friend of mine, Rachel. After two exceptionally lengthy days of driving, we arrived at Fort Gordon. Since we obviously hadn’t gotten enough of my new car, we went off to Dahlonega, Georgia, to meet another friend of ours, KJ. While …show more content…
Once I was about an hour away from my new home at Fort Gordon, a soldier that went to AIT with, Bilbo, texted me and invited me to, you guessed it, Myrtle Beach! Instantly, I agreed. I couldn’t believe my luck! Not only was I about to spend a weekend in Myrtle Beach, but I was going to be meeting up with Crans, too! After I got in Bilbo’s car and we were headed out, I excitedly sent a flirty text to Trevor: “guess who’s coming to see you in Myrtle Beach?!” He responded in kind, and we made plans to get together once I arrived. The trip took much longer than I had originally expected, so we didn’t get there until well after the sun had gone down. We found a room at hotel to stay in that featured a gorgeous beach right outside. I notified Crans of our location, and before I knew it, he was …show more content…
Even more so if it’s night time, because I can’t see my feet, and frankly, that just freaks me out. I was very content with just hanging out with my friends on the shore. Trevor however, wouldn’t settle for the sand where there was a perfectly good ocean just yards away. To this day, I have no idea what possessed me to say yes, but after he promised that he wouldn’t let me go, we got into the water. I had never been in the Atlantic Ocean. Growing up in California, I thought that all oceans were cold, unless you in Hawaii, or another tropical area. I was pleasantly surprised that when I walked into the water, I didn’t have to fight the urge to run away from freezing waters. It was actually quite nice, made even better by the fact that I was being held by a handsome man. By the time we had gotten to a depth where the water reached my mid-rib cage, and Trevor’s waist, I saw that there was a large wave that was about to come crashing over us. He must have seen my face, and the scared expression on it because without even turning around to look, he just grabbed my hips and lifted me up over his head, letting the water rush right over him. In that moment, it was as if I were living life in slow motion, if only for a moment. I no longer felt anxious, or frightened. Instead, I felt safe. I felt comforted and free. At the very young age of 20, I felt myself falling for the man that was attached to the strong and sturdy hands that held me
Well there is always the fate aspect in everything that occurs in our lives but majority of the outcomes created from the individuals own decisions. It is up to the individual to determine what can occur, if they do one thing then something will be the outcome. A side from that, there is always the possibility of being at the wrong place at the wrong time which can have an affect of on the outcomes of life.
Some people may not believe that fate is something that truthfully exists in the world. This portion of the population doubts that there is anything that is actually meant to be or supposed to happen thinking that there is always a way around troubling predicaments, knowing that it isn't necessary to turn out just one certain way. They trust that whatever occurs in their lives comes as a result of the decisions that they make with their own free will. Others, however, believe that whatever happens during the course of their lives is inevitable and every event predestined and laid out before them like a roadmap to life; in other words, fate. William Shakespeare's play, Romeo and Juliet has fate as an exceptionally crucial force, pulling the characters into a more animated state. Because of fate, the play becomes tremendously thrilling and it is exactly what manages the two young lovers to meet each other in the first place. The moment that Romeo and Juliet meet is the exact incident that leads to their death, however unaware these "star-crossed lovers" are to that fact. Thus, fate is undoubtedly the most responsible influence for the couple's heartbreaking tragedy.
Do you believe in fate? To answer the question, you must first have a clear idea of what fate is. A definition of fate is the power that is supposed to settle ahead of time how things will happen. Could there be such a power that rules our lives, and if so, why? Romeo and Juliet, the two young lovers in William Shakespeare' s Romeo and Juliet, ended up becoming a large part of what could be called "fate".
Destiny or fate is a controversially talked about subject that has arised for many years. ‘Destiny is referred to as a predetermined course of events.’ Many people, especially in Shakespearean times, believe that God has a life plan for every individual. A sense of destiny in its oldest human sense is the soldier’s fatalistic image of the ‘bullet that has your name on it’ or the moment when ‘your number comes up’ or a romance that was ‘meant to be.’ Many Greek legends and tales teach the futility or trying to outmanoeuvre an inexorable fate that has been correctly predicted. Today we have people that can ‘predict out future’ whether we nowadays still have the belief in the stars and the ability to read them is another controversial matter. Elizabethan astrology fascinated many prominent Elizabethans. The subject is mentioned in every single one of Shakespeare’s plays. At the time the play Romeo and Juliet was published Robert Burton was the astrologer of the era. In Shakespeare’s plays astrology was often critical to the plots when the actions and events surrounding characters are said to be ‘favoured’ or ‘hindered’ by the stars. In the tempest the main character is said to be based on John Dee, who was a famous astrologer and scholar in the Elizabethan era. Destiny is the idea of necessity ‘everything in the world is conditioned and takes place according to necessity.’ ‘Fatalism is based on the assumption that everything in the world and in peoples lives is predetermined by natural or super natural forces, that God set everything out.’ Destiny also mans ‘dragged by force.’ If Romeo would have stayed in his, not gone to the Capulet’s party, left the party when Capulet saw him would all this of happened? That is the idea of destiny...
Let’s say you walk into a bar and meet a very appealing, smart and confident person and you date for a while and you fell in love and got married. Some would say that is destiny; yes they are right. But what if you didn’t go into that bar that day and you met someone else and got married? Some would say that is destiny.
A new melody started up and like the wave at a baseball game the “ooohhs” and “aaahhs” from the crowd started on one side and ended on the other. From around the corner I could see the very top of a balding head. After they came around the corner of the crowd, I could see the wonderful sight of my stunning new bride accompanied by her father, a tall rugged man who is slightly balding. They walked towards me one step at a time slowly, but surely. It felt like time had slowed to a crawl as I waited for her to reach me.
Fate sometimes can be devastating and seemingly unfair. However, in all actuality, fate is just an idea. No one can truly prove that fate exists but no one can prove that it doesn’t either. People do have some control in what goes on in their life. Despite what circumstances may say you can't be or do something, if a person believes in themselves they can be whatever they want. There may be obstacles or things that interfere but when your mind is set like William, nothing can stand in the way of your dreams.
The sun is radiant and scorching, as always when it’s August in Michigan, while the lake water is warm with occasional ripples flowing through as the wind subtly blows over. I’ve got my giant pink floaty around my waist with my ridiculously large bug-eyed sunglasses around my face and I’m ready to set myself afloat into the water. As I float on my raft into the warm water I close my eyes while the waves relax me into a soft slumber as I drift into the middle of lake. Without knowing how much time has passed, I awaken to the sound of Alicia’s mom yelling my name and automatically panic,
I will never forget the first time I went snorkeling, it was something I had been afraid to do up until the moment I touched the water. Beforehand all I could think about was what if I got attacked by a shark? I was too young to die and I felt like I was tempting fate. Then once I made the plunge into the water everything washed away, as if the waves carried the fear with them as they folded over me. I remember that day so clearly, rocking back and forth, up and down, I sat on a small glass bottom boat. The enormous ocean waves making me nauseas as I put my snorkel gear on. I hurried as fast as I could, knowing my nausea would go away as soon as I entered the water. This wasn’t the first time I have gotten sea sick, but it only shows up when the boat is sitting still. As soon as I got my equipment on I jumped into the water, fins first. I felt the sensation of goose bumps shivering up my whole body, tiny bubbles rolling over my body from breaking the surface, they ran from my toes upwards to break free at the ocean’s surface. Once the bubbles cleared, I looked around to see a new blue world I have never experienced before. I heard the sound of the ocean, mumbled by the sound of my deep breathing and the tanks of the more experienced scuba divers below me. It’s a very relaxing and peaceful sound, and if I had not been in such a new and unusual place I could have floated with my eyes closed for hours.
This lukewarm water was deceiving though, because it only seemed lukewarm due to the drop in temperature and misty rainfall. The waves were rushing toward me like a bull to a matador’s red flag. My mouth tasted as if someone dumped a whole shaker of salt on my tongue. The wave pushed my further and faster as it I could feel the wave breaking on my body and there I was back at the shallows again floating in with the white wash and was ready for another wave. As I stood back up and ran back out to the deep water I saw one of my surfing mates catch the most perfect barrel it was rad. It would have been a great snap shot. I caught another wave, this one was even bigger. The thrust of the wave was twisting my body and I was pulled towards the sea
I use any excuse to walk along the ocean, especially alone and without my phone. The wind blew cold air, but the sun’s warm rays kept my body at a perfect temperature. It was three in the afternoon and I was calm.