The Choices You’ll Make

One summer between school grades, my parents offered me a choice. I could stay in school in Juarez, Mexico, or I could go to school in El Paso. For me, it was a hard choice. I had all of my friends in Juarez. My English wasn’t good at all, so I’d have to learn that if we moved just a couple of miles north or where we lived. And I had no clue what was waiting on the other side.

Borders are capricious things.

The fact that you’re reading this in English and that you’ve probably checked out my “About” page might tell you that I made the decision to go to El Paso, and you would be correct. It wasn’t all up to me, though. No self-respecting parent would ever make a choice like that for their child relying solely on the child’s input, right? Let’s just say that mom and dad kind of gently coaxed me into making a decision that changed my life.

I’ve had to make a ton of tough choices throughout my life. When I finished college, I chose to pick up and move from El Paso to a little town in south-central Pennsylvania. That was not at all easy, as you can probably imagine. I had flow up for the interview and to look around the town, but I had no idea of what I was really getting myself into. “Culture clash” doesn’t quite begin to define what happened there… But it was all for the best. I met my wife, we fell in love, and the rest is history.

Marrying my wife was a choice in itself. Deciding to have a child also was a big decision that had to be made. Buying a house? Yep, big decision. And so on and so forth. There has been one big decision in my life after another.

The best thing about becoming an adult is that I’ve learned to live with the consequences of my decisions. There have been some good consequences and some bad ones. Either way, I’ve learned to “man-up” and accept whatever comes from what I’ve done. That doesn’t mean that there are no regrets, but it also means that I’ve allowed myself to make laugh at some of the dumb things I’ve done. (Though I sometimes wince at the thought of what I did…)

So I look forward to the decisions, big and small, that need to be made in the future. (One really big one in the near future, but that’s for some other blog post at some other time.) Hopefully, the bad decisions that I made in the past taught me a lesson, and those decisions — together with the good ones — encouraged me to learn to make even better ones in the future.

  One thought on “The Choices You’ll Make

  1. wzrd1
    May 5, 2019 at 02:54

    Alas, today, we still have family separation, now modded with DNA testing, adding months to familial separation.

    Unlike CSI and assorted fictional programs, familial DNA still takes time.
    Currently, there is one rapid method and that is about as precise as you finding me as your father and you’re older than me.
    There are multiple methods of examining DNA. Our pale daughter used it and found, not only isn’t she related to either of us, we weren’t related to ourselves.
    So, theories abound, bullshit abounds.US decision, jury nullification isn’t allowed to be discussed, ever.

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    • May 5, 2019 at 14:14

      Family drama is the most annoying drama.

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      • wzrd1
        May 5, 2019 at 23:56

        Indeed it is, it’s those closest to knowing how one things, all seeking to slice out your liver, while you know the same.
        And that’s on a good day, among Sicilian originated families.

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  2. May 5, 2019 at 14:15

    Not saying your family drama is annoying… I’m saying that I’d be very annoyed in your position. Family is supposed to be our allies.

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    • wzrd1
      May 6, 2019 at 00:05

      Many years ago, I was sitting in the furnished basement, while listening to the family cockroaches arguing over the minutiae, to the distress of the rest of the family.
      We had borne the burden of the last two years of my grandmother’s life, some talked about cutting her finger off for a fucking ring.
      Dad’s elder brother came down, saw me grab the pipe wrench and, while agreeing with me, suggested waiting a bit.

      At this age, I was right, the lot of arguing for a trinket should’ve had a brain destroyed, the nation was beginning the same crap, we’re at the final result now.
      Either we have an Emperor or we have a nation, under the Constitution.
      All, because two houses of Congress can’t perform their fucking duty.

      Can’t speak to specifics, but there is a strong suggestion of a trifecta, POTUS, VP and outside of the Constitutional cabinet positions, the Squeaker have impeachable issues.

      So, the military is at a quandary, who to follow, it ain’t Trump, per every star ranking individual’s opinion.
      Pence is feared, due to Handmaiden’s Tale and rightfully so, so we have a Constitutional breakdown and societal problem.

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