Hope vs. Magic

Are all the maneuvering and attempts at placement just about being at the right place at the right time? I've said that when Mr. Match and I sat down at the bar table for that first drink, lightning struck the table. If we hadn't met on Match, would we have met someplace else — run across each other in Fry's or at the dry cleaner? (I personally doubt it. We may live just three miles apart, but we don't shop at the same stores or have any friends in common.) Was the magic just waiting to happen and the venue didn't matter?

Does "meant to be" exist? Or is it a figment in the imagination of dreamers?