At the same time, I am recognizing that I have a choice. I can spend the rest of my life lamenting about what could have been, what should have been, and all the dreams that have now been smashed to pieces. I can remain mentally stuck in the past. Or, I can choose to embrace my new life. I don’t want a new life. I want what I used to have. But I don’t have that choice. My only choice is my attitude. I don’t think I’m at the point of “embracing” yet but I know eventually I will have to choose it.