It’s a matter of choice

I had an interesting conversation with a good friend yesterday. Our course of life is determined by the choices we made along the way. You choose what is, in your opinion, best for you, so that later on in life, you won’t look back and regret it.

I have made a few choices in life which I hope I will not regret later. Up till now, I still haven’t and I hope I will never regret. I have chosen to stay here because I choose to be here. I still want to see and expand my horizon because there is still so much in life in store for us.
However being here requires me to sacrifice a lot of things in life. I can’t see my family, which I miss a lot. I still miss the familiarity of everything at home. I miss the food, the hot and humid weather, the wet market at home, I miss my friends, in other words, I miss home. Sometimes I do feel odd when I said I’m going home after an evening out here. Home is for me where my family is, a place where I grew up. It is not here and it never will be. My cozy abode here will never replace the familiar smell of my home.

Decision making is one of the hardest aspects of life. I can be quite indecisive at times, to the annoyance of my friends . Sometimes I just wish there is a middle path where I can stay there for a while, wade in it a little before I decide. However, life is like that, we can’t have everything we wish for in life. We just need to learn the painful way in order to grow up, isn’t it?