All my life they had made choices for me, and I had
resented it. Now the choice was mine, and once it was made, I would have no
right to blame anyone else for the consequences. Loss of that privilege, to
blame others, unexpectedly stung. [Megan
Whalen Turner, A Conspiracy of Kings]
It never feels good to realise that I have been the one
standing in my own LIGHT. Nor a proud and point-to-able thing when I discover I
am my greatest problem as well its best possible solution.
Still, I like that I am the maker of choices in my Life. It lets
me know myself. Trust myself with my own heart, mind, and Spirit. It gives me
Hope.
But the past cannot be changed, and we carry our
choices with us, forward, into the unknown. We can only move on. [Libba Bray, The Sweet Far Thing]
Life seems all about the daily demonstrations of my willingness
to Let Go and Move On. Living with the hand I’ve been dealt; playing it to the
best of my ability. Celebrating that I have this challenge or that obstacle and
Today I get to work on it a bit.
We all make choices, but in the end our choices make
us. [Ken Levine]
Hmmmmmmm… I suppose he is right.
I love you, Currie
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