Fear never goes away, and big life changes never fail to manifest. Both are constant; both are guaranteed. All we can do is lean into the change -- albeit fearful and trembling -- determined to emerge healthy, happy and whole on the other side.
Whether or not there is such a thing as fate or soul mates, I'm not sure I'll ever know. But at the end of the day, I haven't given up hope. Maybe that makes me fearless, maybe it makes me a fool. But it's what gets me out of bed each morning.
You have to ask yourself: When the bomb goes off, are you going to run toward it, or away? I hope that I would have the courage to run toward the bomb. I also hope to never be in the situation where I have to find out.