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Choices v. Decisions

This evening while walking home, kindness gave me a ride. While on my way home, walking through darkness and rows of condominiums, a tricycle stopped and the driver asked me if I would like a ride home. I said sure, why not? I was heading that way anyway. As the tricycle rolled by I started fishing for my wallet to pay the man for his kindness in giving me a lift home. When the tricycle stopped in front of the store where tricycles were posted I took out my wallet and I started to look for spare change. The driver smiled and told me that it was free, I no longer had to pay. I smiled and thanked him profusely. On my trek home, I can't help but wonder over the decision the driver had to make to give me a lift. Was it easy? Or was it hard to make?

Connecting it with my life, in the course of it, I was asked, so many times, how come I am still single?

Good question though. Was it a personal choice or a decision?

Looking back, it was a decision I had to make. Was there another choice? Of course there was a lot of choices. I could've gone and followed my heart and let my brain do the thinking later. But I decided, for the best that His will be done. Even if it has been four years, the pain is still there. Sure, there's a scar to prove that I have gone through the ordeal, a living memento of what once was. But then who would I be kidding? Myself? Everyone? There is no such thing as a bad decision. It's only bad when you regret about it later on. I never regretted making that decision.

Going over my decision was like reviewing a decision formerly made in court. Did the jury voted unanimously? Was the judge fair in giving his concurring opinion? Or did he have a back-up dissenting opinion? Did I go to far with my judgement? Was I fair enough to pass judgement?

To be honest, all decisions are fair and it's what makes who we are now.

Right now, I have four choices to make, but only one decision. Hopefully, I will not regret making that decision and it would be for the best. Its not just a flip of a coin anymore, that would either be heads or tails. Its a lot of choices versus one decision.

Am I being fair to myself?

You decide.

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