We have all been there at one point in our lives, crossroads. Some by choice, others, without warning, all life changing. It’s what we do when we come to these crossroads that will haunt us forever.
Two little words, a question really, so tiny yet so powerful, powerful enough to tear us apart at times. What if? What if I did this instead of that? What if I had just said what they wanted to hear? What if, what if, what if?
Then there are those crossroads that we have no control over, decisions made for us by other people. Do we blame others for the outcome of our lives? Do we hold on to the anger that can consume us or let it go and say thank you?
Things happen, shit happens, ultimately LIFE happens. Do we say it’s Fate or Destiny, two cold hearted bitches that could care less what we feel, and just accept that there is no changing what has happened? Do you make a deal with the devil to get what you want, after all crossroads is where he resides?
We all handle these crossroads differently. We step up; feel the tingle in the middle of our back as a blanket of coldness surrounds us. We take a deep breath and hope we make the right decision or the right decision has been made for us.
We look through the looking glass and see two futures, one we will live and one we could have lived as a tiny voice whispers, “Welcome to another crossroads. Ha ha ha ha…”