I found myself today in a room decorated perfectly to my taste, watching my baby’s dad rock and soothe our newborn, my dog asleep on her dog bed, and the new kitten we rescued prancing around entertaining himself. Instead of joy and wonderment, I found myself with vertigo, crying big tears of confusion. How on earth did I get here? How did I go from sleeping on a bare mattress as a child to sleeping on linen sheets? How did I go from those clean linen sheets to these same linen sheets now covered in my milk and baby puke?
Some do step up when consequences arrive.
A person doesn't have to read a version of the Book of Two Ways to know that every choice directs fate and it is less about what we have than what we do with it.