I think so. Let me show you why:
A young man is severely injured in a car accident and spends the better part of two years recovering from the accident and the various surgeries to fix his severely damaged legs. Because of this, he is required to spend most of his time in a hospital bed in his living room, with little in the way of entertainment. He decides to go on craigslist just to see what (or who) he can find. He reads one of the personal ads and decides to email the poster.
A 16-year-old girl is uprooted from a home that she loves and moves to the middle of BFE (ask me if you don’t know what that means) where she is forced to go to a new school where she only knows one or two people. In a bout of teenage rebellion, she decides to use heroin, promising herself that it’ll only happen once. Three years later, she is forced into a rehab facility by her parents after her mother finds her stash in her sock drawer. A few months after she gets out of rehab she’ll meet the man she thinks she’s supposed to spend the rest of her life with. Three years later he’ll commit suicide right in front of her, blaming her for all his problems. She’ll spiral down into depression, and the only thing that stops her from using again is her sponsor showing up on her door step and not leaving her alone for the next month and a half. She’ll eventually recover, but the damage is done. She doesn’t go out anymore, and eventually her dating life is all but non-existent. She’ll decide to post an ad on craigslist, more as a joke than anything. She gets a few responses, but none as interesting as this one in particular.
They’ll email back and forth a few times, then exchange phone numbers. Their first date will be at the Old Spaghetti Factory in Riverside, Ca. They’ll spend hours talking, only ending the date because the restaurant is closing down for the evening. It feels like they’ve known each other forever. He’ll walk her to her car and give her a hug. She’s bummed he doesn’t kiss her, but then she realizes he’s giving her an out, a chance to say she’s not ready. Three weeks later he’ll tell her he’s in love with her, the first person he’s ever really been in love with, and the rest is history.
That is how Joe and I met. If my ex had never committed suicide, I probably would have ended up marrying him and been stuck for the rest of my life. If Joe hadn’t gotten in his car accident, he never would have been on craigslist looking at personal ads. So yea, I kind of have to believe that everything happens for a reason.