This one word speaks abundantly to me. Why? Well, we all have a choice. A choice we make or don’t make. We choose to cross the road or stand on the edge and watch traffic.
I think this word speaks so loudly to me is because no matter whether you have hope, regret, abundance, home or anything else – you have a choice.
I made a choice to get married young and start a family.
I made a choice to get divorced and years later remarry and try again.
I made a choice to move across country and back and then back across again.
No one forced me. No one gave me no alternative. I had the choice.
I made the choice to write, share, and try to inspire.
I make the choice to stay in touch or be kind or even be distant.
The thing with choice is we can’t really regret something we did – it was by choice. We may not like the choices we made but hopefully we learned from those type of choices.
But then you look at the results of those wonderful choices and look what you have –
Yes! Your choices developed, molded, and formed what wonderful life you have. Nice part is you still have choices to make – make it better – make it different – make it yours!