Fate or what?

Strange how things turn out sometimes. Our hospital day today cancelled due to poor blood counts and then Ray came off his bike last night on his way home. Nothing major, just the usual bike-fall related grazes that hurt like hell but are minor compared to breaks or worse. But he is pretty scuffed up and wouldn’t have been able to look after Lyra and Alys by himself today.
Maybe all things do happen for a reason. I wonder if I will ever look at Vega having cancer in a similar way…