Everything tends to happen for a reason

Let me lay something all out there I’m not a believer in fate. I don’t believe that there is a destined finale to everything that has been decided since your existence. I believe in a long term plan that has been laid out and that enables one specific end but I don’t believe that everything, every step, every moment, every occurrence has been set from the beginning and that there is no other way around it. To believe in a higher existence that knows what you’re going to do and puts things in your way to mold your life and existence is a whole other story that I’m not going into right now.
I’m just talking about something I base a vast majority of things in my life, that being that I believe that everything happens for a reason. This is a very optimistic sort of view and I agree and while it may not be the right one for everybody but it works for me and I believe it. Perhaps its just a way of validating for both the good and bad that happens in your life but I dunno, it just seems to make sense. For me the whole process from beginning to end of my band The Throbbing Testicles is a prime example to me.
First I look at the very fact that the band shouldn’t have happened. Think about it, why in the right mind would a tiny side project between two completely non-musically inclined people calling themselves The Throbbing Testicles grow to anything at all? It’s funny to see that we created a tiny little amount of crappy music that attracted friends with real talent and eventually started to play live shows and attract an audience out to have a good time. When I started the project things were going pretty good in my life. I had bailed on school sure, but I had a good job with people, who I got along with and eventually became some of my best friends, not long after that I got into a pretty decent relationship and really all was going well for the first time in awhile in my life. The band kept growing and kept getting bigger. It became a sort of escape as well as something to fill the empty space of not knowing what I was going to do with my life.
Eventually all those good times started to plummet as both that job and relationship ended and the decision to go back to school occurred but was still shadowed in caution. T3 became more and more something I fell back onto and the more I did the happier I became and lets get something straight: at that time in my life I was NOT happy, but somehow the band did that. I learned little skills that I have ended up applying to various other things in life as well as boosting my confidence and many other things. When I finally went back to school it was because of this band that I met my future wife. To me however it seems like all of this with the band has run its course. It has been well worth the ride and honestly I have nothing to be disappointed in. Now whether the decision to let it go has come yet or not it feels like it anyway.
So I may not be elegant enough with my words to be able to honestly write out a good enough reason but maybe it’s just a reminder to me at a time when reminders are something I could sure use just a little more often. T3 FTW.