As a general rule, I have a tough time making decisions. Blame it on my Libra-ness or on a genetic defect, but I am nothing if not indecisive. But a post by Cecily K, who was in turn inspired by schmutzie, made me think. If someone held a gun to my head and made me name my five best decisions, what would they be?
The answer took surprisingly little hemming and hawing.
1. Sticking with this guy:
There have been more than a few occasions when it would have been easier to give up than to carry on. But stubborn people that we are, we kept going. And now? Well, now it’s been almost 18 years (13 of them married). And we’re still going strong.
2. Taking the plunge and having this one:
It took ten long years to finally feel ready to become a mom. And even then, I was none too sure about my ability to handle it. But I’ve managed to keep her alive for 2.5 years so far. That’s not too shabby.
3. Saying good bye to this:
Leaving Detroit was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. When I took off down 75 for the first time, I certainly couldn’t have predicted where my life was about to take me. I was too busy sobbing at the view in the rear view mirror. But I’m sure glad I took the risk.
4. Getting help for my depression.
Would I have survived had I not sought treatment? Maybe. But it wouldn’t have been much of a life. Certainly not one filled with the love and laughter I enjoy now. Those damn pharmaceutical commercials have one thing right. Depression hurts. And you never quite realize how much until the ache is gone.
5. Starting this blog.
I admit it. There are times when I feel like closing up shop and leaving the blogosphere for good. But I can’t. It’s become part of who I am. It’s made me a better writer, a more connected person, and even helped take my career in a new direction. I wouldn’t be who I am without it.
That’s it. The five best decsions I ever made. What are yours?