Choices

Choices. They are both exciting; opening up new opportunities, new vistas, and new options; and the bane of my existence. We live our lives every day with small choices. What will I have for breakfast? Will I get the laundry done now, or can it wait one more day? Is it worth the fight over this one small thing? 

Then there are the big choices. The ones that come along not as often. Looking for the right house to buy, or should we continue to rent? Should we continue living here, where we're comfortable or somewhere new? A new car, what kind fits our needs and which one of us will drive it? I love it , he hates it, maybe it costs too much money, maybe it's worth it. A hundred little decisions made into one big one. 

Even after the decision is made, we often look back and question, was it the right one? Maybe we shouldn't have sold the car. Maybe we shouldn't have moved to a condo. Maybe, maybe, maybe.

And maybe we should just move forward.

One year

 It's been one year.

One year since we moved from a house to our own apartment.

One year since a global pandemic started.

One year since my youngest was born.

One year since the world was turned on its head. 

And here we sit. One year later, and the world is still spinning.

 There is just not enough time in the day. It's just the truth. Not enough time for all the cleaning, all the teaching, all the errands, all little things that need to get done every day. So you break it down, try to get a little done every day. But because there is not enough time, and there is always plenty of chaos. It seems as if the world is spinning too fast, and it's just too overwhelming at times. So you tread water, just trying to breathe, trying to survive, and get through to the next day, to the next week.  But you take a deep breath, and keep pushing through. Because the little things make it worth it. The smiles, the "I love you"s, the successes, no matter how small. The waves may keep washing over you, but you push through. Life is worth it. Don't sweat the small stuff, when the big stuff is so much more important.