I choose to begin today’s post by listing all the times I’ve used the word “choose” in a post title before:
I choose to state my surprise that I have chosen to use the word “choose” so seldom during the past one thousand, one hundred and sixty-odd days of my daily blog, since we all need to choose so often, every day.
Why did I choose the title “Choose” today? Because yesterday, in therapy, somebody talked about how to choose when balancing personal needs with the needs of loved ones.
If you choose, please share what “Choose your battles” means to you.
I now choose to share all the other photos I took yesterday.
I choose to explain that last photo, as follows: Yesterday evening, I chose to drive my chosen friend and co-worker Megan home. As we made choices driving to Megan’s home, she spotted the car her mother had chosen, directly in front of us. When Megan chose to call her mother on her chosen cell phone to reveal this choice coincidence, her mother chose to suggest that Megan get out of my chosen car and get into hers, in order to make things easier for me. After Megan chose to get out of my car and get into her mother’s, I chose to snap the above photo and also chose to text this to Megan:
I miss you!
Megan chose to text me this back:
I miss you too!!!!
Luckily, since Megan chose to join me at work a few months ago, we can choose to see each other very often.
What would you choose to say about all I chose to share today?
Finally, I choose to thank Megan, Megan’s mother, my patients, Sting and you — of course! — for choosing to visit my blog, here and now.