{"id":258,"date":"2016-08-11T23:23:36","date_gmt":"2016-08-11T23:23:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/prolificpreambles.com\/?p=258"},"modified":"2016-08-11T23:23:36","modified_gmt":"2016-08-11T23:23:36","slug":"confluence-of-choices-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/prolificpreambles.com\/?p=258","title":{"rendered":"Confluence of Choices"},"content":{"rendered":"

Grandmother would say, \u201cLife is about choices, dear.\u201d \u00a0I always felt this was a simple, logical statement. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

My father\u2019s mother was a singular woman with quiet confidence. \u00a0She choose a solitary life after her mother, husband and son died all within a three year period. \u00a0The poise and peacefulness she demonstrated in her decision-making was refreshing to observe, even at a young age. My reclusive grandmother, unbeknownst to her, modeled a useful life lesson for me. \u00a0As I watched her interact with family and friends as her life folded with forces far outside her control, she taught me an important lesson. \u00a0People do not need to understand your choices, it\u2019s not their journey. \u00a0This sage advice soothed me when I made a major life choice. \u00a0As I reflect and think of my grandmother\u2019s guidance, it was very monumental and created ripple effects in my life now and then.<\/span><\/p>\n

There I was, standing in front of friends and family at my bridal shower and I could not speak. \u00a0Something inside me snapped. \u00a0I was trembling at the idea of getting married in ninety days. \u00a0Looking forward, I imagined a long life with an individual who I knew deep down did not understand the intricacies of me. My intuition had frequently raised yellow flags prior to this evening. \u00a0I ignored these cautions while still knowing our relationship was impaired. \u00a0\u00a0However, the vibrant, red flag was flying high at my bridal shower. \u00a0I was flush and full of panic when I was supposed to be full of excitement! \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

A little background about our relationship. \u00a0I have moments of madness, but for the most part, I am a loyal and loving person. \u00a0Early on, I observed my adventure seeking ways and expressive personality did not fuse well with his straightforward and systematic approach to life. <\/span><\/p>\n

I like to be spontaneous and act silly. \u00a0My fianc\u00e9 was rigid and serious. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

I am a free-spirit and do not like to be confined. \u00a0My life doesn\u2019t always have a plan of action. \u00a0I embrace order and routine, but require freedom and randomness. \u00a0It became apparent we would agree to disagree. \u00a0At the beginning it worked, his ying my yang. \u00a0But over time, our differing views divided us. \u00a0This man I was about to marry, would be a wonderful husband to someone, just not me. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

I had two choices: \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n