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Old 01-13-2009, 08:50 AM
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This is a very interesting thread. And, I’m struggling with it a bit. I have no business posting on here today as my schedule is a nightmare this week with the hamsters back in town for the start of legislative session…but…

On the topic of predestination and Gods…this is where I struggle. I always cringe a little when I read adoptive parents state that they “knew” their child was meant for them; that God meant for their child to be theirs. If that’s true, then it means that God meant for another set of parents to experience great loss; and that God meant for the child’s life to take a different and not always better path. If there is a God or a higher power, whatever, then I struggle with the fact that he/she could want such a thing. But, as those of you reading this can tell, I struggle with the idea of a God…I just look at the atrocities occurring across the world and think, “no way.” And then, I see an absolute act of love or experience the joy of nature’s beauty and I think, “oh yeah, he/she does exist.” But, I digress:


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Originally Posted by Janeytwo
Will my experiences define who I am or will they enhance who I am?

That's up to me I guess.

For me, the above statement is an absolute truism. The relinquishment of my son taught me that all choices, even the seemingly small ones, change our life path. That thought paralyzed me for a number of years. I mean, I went on, got married, had my beautiful daughters, built a house, enjoyed my family, but it was all sort of going with the flow. I wasn’t really taking control of MY life. My personal life. Apart from my husband, daughters and extended family. I just didn’t feel like I deserved A LIFE for ME. Then, one day I woke up. I woke up and started MY life. I started making decisions for me. I started looking at how taking care of me would teach my girls some valuable life lessons. I grew self esteem. I became strong.

Perhaps the strength was always there...I don't know, but Janey is right it is up to us to choose our path. I choose to let my experiences, good and bad, enhance who I am as a human being; not define me.

What do all of you choose?
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