No matter which direction I ultimately travel, I carry those unanswered questions.  They are the ones that start with ‘what if?’ or ‘if only’. I transport them with me like my house key, as if leaving them behind will not allow reentry into my sanctuary of inadequacy. Heaven forbid I let them go. How will I get back to that place of pondering every turn I took? Every yes when I should have said no? Every missed opportunity?

I think letting them go will mean: what I did do, what I didn’t do, what I said, was okay—even acceptable. I can’t, I won’t let them go. Letting them go means I am forever stuck with my decision. It’s that feeling of I made my choice, now I need to tough it out. The assumption is that I made the wrong choice. I should have known better. I should have known back then what I know right now.

Guess what?

I didn’t know back then what I know now. Did I hear that? I didn’t know last month, last year, yesterday, what I know today. I didn’t. I am learning something new or reinforcing something old every day. The only way to determine which direction I will go is to make an educated choice on what I believe to be in my best interest. (For those of you who don’t know me ‘my interest’ is inclusive of those I love.)

The best I can do at the intersection-of-questions is to evaluate the cause and effect of past experience. Did I like what I got when I did XYZ? If not, choose again—something different.

If I am moving forward with a choice I have never before encountered, I am strongest if I seek the advice, mentorship, or guidance of a trusted source. Not because I am incapable of making a decision, but because I value another’s experience, another’s wisdom, another’s knowledge.

What I have learned is that no matter which path I journey the other path irrefutably leaves unanswered questions. This is the natural order of the decision making process­—unanswered questions. I can regret, but it doesn’t change a thing. The only thing that changes anything is to choose again. I am never stuck, unless I choose to be. Stuck = me feeling sorry for myself—helpless.

Yuck!

What am I going to do now? That’s the million dollar question. Knowing what I know today, what do I choose? Because no matter what I choose there will always be unanswered questions.

If I have made an educated choice, I will be less inclined to carry my house key of unanswered what ifs. I won’t need it. I will comprehend that I can always go back and choose again. Because there will always be more unanswered questions.