Check … Mate

While it is certain that this life will not turn out to be as expected, I do expect that this life will turn out. More and more choices are taken from us as life’s adventures continue. Choices, or so I thought, that were ours to make. Choices, which in my life, I should know by now, aren’t mine at all. Even still, I like to believe I get a say somewhere in all this. Shouldn’t we though? Shouldn’t we all get a say, or at least believe we get one? Where we end up, with whom we end up, and what it will all look like? I still believe this. As more choices are taken, more restrictions are made, and the puzzle pieces become smaller, I trust that the pieces will all fit together. I do trust in the process – what I question is the method.