Isn't it ironic that when we are older we sometimes long for the days of our youth when life was simpler. We had fewer choices and the decisions we had to make were much easier.
Sometimes life seems too complicated. We wonder if we have chosen the right path. We struggle with options and are overwhelmed with choices "What if" is a question we ask ourselves from time to time.
Would it be easier if our choices were limited? Or if someone else directed our life and told us what to do?
Or would we then once again test our boundaries and be more willing to spread our wings and fly?