We all make decisions, day in and day out.
I have made decisions, choices about my life, schools, jobs,
dating, marriage, money, children, where to live, what book to read,
should I say something, should I remain quiet
and on and on.
Some of these I spent a great deal of time pondering complete with what ifs
Perhaps too much time contemplating, literally thinking it to death.
Others more or less fell into place.
Were these the wiser choices?
It is like coming to a crossroad and deciding right or left.
There is no "wrong" decision.
In the mornings I follow the dogs letting them chose right or left.
They pretty well just go with the flow taking me along.
Some of my choices, decisions have made my life more challenging ouchy.
In hindsight I realize that I might have made better decisions, but Ah that is hindsight
and looking back is very different.
I am thankful for those tough calls as they helped me learn, grow
and without them
I would not be here now and the me I am.
Each wise thing, each dumb thing, each big and small choice
I have made was a step towards where I am now. The winding path of life.....
Right now I am observing some others
dealing with decisions they have made...life changing choices.
Are they content with the road they have chosen ?
in hindsight would they choose another way ?
|Robert Frost (1874–1963). Mountain Interval. 1920.|
|The Road Not Taken|