It's funny when I've talked about fate with a few fate enthusiasts, and I always end up being called "boring and unimaginative in life". Fucking hell, I have a very vivid imagination, I just don't believe in fate.
Fate as an attribute is just your brain filling in gaps and sometimes making it seem plausible although it's not.
Life is 100% random occurences, yet we are predictable creatures - thus creating a path for ourselves when we reach a certain mark in our lives, like meet a girl who ends up being your wife, who ends up being your friend's friend, who ends up being your baby momma etc. After a realization of "Wow, this seems kind of crazy that I saw her ONCE like two years ago and now she's my wife... Wow, must be fate.
I often hear about these cases, when people whose lives are in the dumps, borderline homeless alcoholics who clean their act up and then meet their future love in AA, as if it was a miracle of God or the hand of fate. No, it was just two people going through hard times with similar issues and you bonded. Very random, highly coincidental.
A beatiful story? Yes. Fate? Fuck no.