I was asked the other day to discuss one defining moment in my life. The one moment that truly shaped who I am today. A transformational moment, if you will. It's a difficult question, and one I've been thinking about a lot lately.
We don't often meausure our lives in moments, but maybe, just maybe, we should. For life can change in an instant, sometimes in a small but powerful way, and sometimes drastically... a devastating car accident, the moment your first child is born, the decision to choose self-preservation over a life not destined for greatness, deciding to walk out the door forever or turning around and knowing for sure it is there you must stay.
Have you ever considered how differently your life might have turned out had you made even slightly different choices in those critical times? I am not one to dwell on these kinds and sorts of woulda, shoulda, coulda things, but I do believe that we are all actually constantly faced with transformational moments, only most often we go with the status quo and therefore don't recognize them as such.
I do know, however, with great certainty, that there are moments suspended in time that have, indeed, changed who I am at my core... for better, for worse, forever.