seriously

i have been thinking a lot about choices.

it makes me so sad how some people can make seemingly insignificant choices, yet they end up becoming monumental changes in their lives. whether it's not going to church on sunday after years of membership, or someone choosing not to call you. the choices made affect more than just you. we have become such a selfish species. we think so highly of ourselves to think that we are the masters of our own destinies. but we should know and remember that there is a much bigger hand playing a part in this dance we call life and we also need to pay attention to those toes we are stepping on as we drunkenly waltz across the dance floor. why do we throw away everything we have believed and lived our whole lives...just to be accepted or loved? there is a beauty in patience. just because it hasn't worked out yet...doing things the right way, doesn't mean to give up and waltz to the deep end. choice is a powerful thing, and a privilege. that is why all you can do is stand by and be a beacon of light when they decide to drift back to reality. if they ever do. sometimes the choices are irreversible and ties are cut. it's weird to think how you can care so much about someone, and then they are gone. never to be heard from or seen again. life is a funny game we play. we all picked our players and we all get the chance to pass go for a second, third or even fourth chance. i am not perfect and have made plenty of bad choices, but they have brought me to who i am today and right now...i'm not complaining. i am who i am because of all my choices whether they are good or bad. there in lies the beauty of it all.