those pesky fates

they never quit, do they?  now that i am finally employed--albeit in a much lower capacity than i should be--my daughter is subject to their antics.  why don't they pick on somebody else for a change?  we have both worked very hard in our lives to achieve some education, have a career and a normal life but it has been a horribly tough road and near impossible for both of us.  it was always rough but our efforts usually paid off; that was before "the house" was snatched away from us and we began our drifting lives.  i hope i never meet up with these nefarious fates for they will surely suffer...yes i know, that's revenge talking and in my flawed human-ness it's what i want, what we all want sometimes...to get even, to settle the score, an eye for an eye, tit for tat.  after all, that would be justified, wouldn't it?  i forget that isn't what God wants from me or anybody else, forget on a daily basis.  i've been wronged, now my daughter has been wronged and is suffering, which affects her husband and their lives.  it isn't fair and i know life isn't fair; doesn't mean i have to like it for a nanosecond.  i say pox on those fates, and hope God isn't listening.