Life is a Choice

    When I was in my 20s I watched my parents get divorced. During this time the woman I was with had been caught cheating on me. My world was tearing at the seams and I had no clue how to hold it together.

    It was during this time that I had been able to recall the strangest of memories of my father. All throughout our lives if we were getting in trouble before we could argue back he would look at us and hold a single finger over his mouth and nod his head.

    When I asked him about this he said it was simple, it was a matter of choosing our battles. If we knew we were in the wrong just accept it, to fight back would only make things worse,all we could do was try and do better.

  Each time we come to a point in life it’s about choice. In the supermarket, in plans, in love, in life. It all came down to what we chose to do or not do in that moment. It was that that got me through that very hard time in my life and continues to get me through each day.


   It’s the fact that when I wake up it’s my choice to have a good day. It’s my choice to let another’s words or actions bother me. Or it’s my choice to spend all day in bed and have a mini meltdown.

   Despite what ever may happen in one day, it’s my reaction and choices that dictates how my overall life goes. It’s the same for everyone, ultimately our choices lead us down the roads we end up on and the destinations we end up.


    Choose your battles wisely and make smart choices.