The great gift of being human is choice. We have, you have, I have, a choice. From the littlest things (what do I have for breakfast) to the big things (will I marry him); you get the point. But things get a whole lot more complicated when you have to make decisions or choose for other people, i.e. your kids. What suburb do we live in, what school will they go to, will I encourage soccor or football? I remember the first major decision I had to make for my first son was, "Do I vaccinate?" I chose to and I am happy that I did. But that day opened my eyes up to a whole new lifestyle. I was going to be doing this for the next 16 years??? Give or take a few. I'm an indecisive person at the best of times, so to be choosing on the behalf of someone else, really complicates things. I've gotten better at it with time and practice, and realise that there are some things I have quite clear convictions about, and then others require some discussion and pondering. But I do what I think is best in the long run and have to have a certain level of faith in myself in that regard. But what if a choice doesn't have research articles to offer expert opinions, what if there aren't clear parameters to list specific pros and cons, what if you just...don't.....know. My decision potentially is going to impact not only on my life, but my husbands and my children's. It will change their path and may introduce some wonderful things, but may expose them to some unfortunate aspects of life. I've been thinking of this a lot recently and I certainly don't have any answers. Sometimes choice can be a burden, as well as a blessing.
Sometimes, you just need to 'go with the flow'................
