Did I made the right decision? How many times have I asked myself this, and how many times has the answer been inconclusive? I have the life that I want – the beautiful home, beautiful clothes, an adoring husband. I have things to do, and places to be. But I have no purpose, no goals other than to face each day as it comes. And they all seem to be running together, as if in one giant maze.
No, I cannot turn back. The deed is done. But I will always wonder what could have been, had I made another choice.