Often I ask myself about some of the things in my past and wonder if I could change things would I? Was it a mistake to date someone who ultimately was not Mr Right? Was it a mistake to get married since it ended in divorce? Was it a mistake I only had one child? Was it a mistake in how I lived so that I had breast cancer? … all of the questions are valid, but most often I find the answers surprisingly to be no.
All those experiences led me to where I am and who I am now. The wrong men led me to the right one. The marriage was wonderful until the alcohol took over…and even though we divorced a part of me loved him to his dying day. And as wonderful as my daughter is, I can’t imagine not having that special bond with only her if I would have had more than one child.
Now the cancer has its own set of circumstances. There are no clear ideas on why or who gets it, so maybe it was my lifestyle that did it, but in some ways it made me much stronger. I had a bunch of choices through my treatments too, but if I had gone a different route I may not have been so lucky to have made it past year 13 of survival.
I guess what I am trying to say is that not all “bad” things in your life are mistakes. Each obstacle makes you stronger and wiser. That doesn’t mean there are not regrets from time to time, but at least the way I see it there are no true mistakes.