Beep, beep, beep.

From the moment my alarm goes off in the morning, when my fingers began to dance around my sheets, when my eyes flutter open adjusting to the morning sun, I am met with hundreds of choices.

I start out choosing between if I am going to choose to stay in bed and pull the covers over my body or plant my feet on the ground, stand up, and start my day. After that, I choose what I need to do next to benefit me the most: pick out an outfit, finish last night’s uncompleted homework, make a filling breakfast, watch TV, brush my teeth, or comb my hair. While each choice is small, each is significant and will affect my day differently.

One day, I made the choice to try something that I would be judged on. I had all confidence that I would get the approval to move on and be a part of this. But, someone else made the choice for me, and suddenly, something out of my control has left me devastated.

Once again, I am met with choices.

I could decide to wallow, laying in bed all day sobbing over an opportunity missed. I could speak venomous words to the people who were chosen to be where I longed to be. Or, I could choose a positive alternative.

The best choice to choose in a reaction is peace.

Choosing between harmful, negative emotions or helpful, positive ones, I would choose the latter. It only benefits me to stay positive. So instead, I positively choose to stay at peace; I also choose to pick up a passion that is in my control. Instead of wallowing that I am not a part of a single thing that I thought I so badly wanted, I have directed my energy into deciding to take up horseback riding again. By choosing positivity, I can see now that when one door closes, another one opens. I chose to move on and see all the time I have to finally clean my room, ride my horse, and work.