I'm where I am today because of decisions (good and bad) that I've made throughout my life. Who's to say where I'd be (even if I WOULD *be*) if I had chosen different paths. Every second of the day bring the possibility of "alternate universes". That car I just let in front of me? Because I delayed my trip by five seconds, did I miss being hit by that 18-wheeler who changes lanes without looking? I torture myself with the thought that if I had called my sister the night she was killed, she might have gone out five minutes later to walk the dogs and missed being hit by the drunk driver. But I had just talked to her the day before and thought I'd wait til the next day. What if? What if? What if? Life is so full of what if's.