“Choices made, whether bad or good, follow you forever and affect everyone in their path one way or another.” ― J.E.B. Spredemann, An Unforgivable Secret
The past week has been a week of choices around here, ranging from small to large. I decided to reknit the rows I lost when the cable broke on my Advent Shawl, thereby pushing other knitting aside while I pushed to catch up with the latest clue. That affects almost exclusively me and what I’m doing in my relaxation time.
Choices were made at work to go one direction in a new process rather than another. This affects me and my duties, and I was fortunate to have a good deal of input into the situation, so managed to avoid some pain points, even if I’m not happy with the direction itself.
My father-in-law made a choice about medical procedures that has a big impact on our household — and then changed his mind. Both actions have consequences.
Choices are on my mind a lot lately as I face some decisions and prepare for a new year. Go right, one thing will happen. Go left — it’s an entirely different course. Right now, it feels as if every move has to be weighed and measured, looking for the impact downstream. I spend time on my writing — it’s time I don’t get to spend with my husband. I work overtime due to end of the year insanity, I don’t get to spend as much time on my writing. I spend time on social media doing all the things writers are supposed to be doing — and that means I don’t get to hang out on Tumblr dissecting every frame of the Captain America: Civil War trailer or arguing over who’s in that grave on Arrow.
The important thing is once we make our choices, we take ownership of them and their consequences. Far too often, I see people who always insist the responsibility doesn’t lie on them, that it was always someone else’s fault, always a mitigating circumstance as to why they shouldn’t take the blame and other people should pay the price. I don’t want to be one of those people, and I’m lucky to have some good friends who’ll smack me up one side of the head if they see me falling into that trap. And that trap can be so, so tempting at times.
It’s December and the world will soon finish another rotation. We start a new year and give ourselves a clean slate. What choices are coming up for you and what do you hope to take ownership of?
(And, I’ll take ownership of this one thing — there’ll be a cheerier topic tomorrow morning.)