It’s a dreary time of year and a typical Thanksgiving in the northeast: The leaves are mostly stripped from the trees, the sky is gray and overcast, and there is a promise of rain–or worse, snow–in the air.

Not good for Seasonal Affective Disorder types like my husband. He’s back from an exhausting trip to Ireland (where, unfortunately, Dublin was also gray and overcast and slightly damp.) Jet-lag, SAD, middle age–a deadly combination.

Over coffee this morning we talked about our life together, our careers, our avocation and what our next steps might be.

It could feel like the November of our lives, too. Unsure if we’ve made the right choices along the way. Wistful about things we could have done better. Uncertainty about what the future holds. Painfully aware that there is much less future to ponder than when we were 25.

And yet….and yet….

I feel so thankful.

I think we have made good choices. We made the best ones we knew how, at least.

Who can live on “coulda, shoulda” for very long? It only drives you crazy. The path you choose, once chosen, is the only one that exists. All others fade away.

Except that every day, you get to choose again.

Years ago, Jon chose to work at Byte magazine. It became a springboard for so much in his life. It gave him credentials, exposure, experiences. Friendships. Opportunities.  For this next step, he chose to work for Microsoft.  Where will that decision lead him?  It looks a little clearer today, thank goodness!

I chose to follow my heart and become an artist. It, too, has given me the same. Not as much money as Jon, for sure. But then, that too was a choice.

We chose Keene. It’s been a very nice place to live and raise a family. A lifestyle choice not many can have. But a choice that Jon, through his work, hopes to make more available to others.

We chose each other. A bit of luck in that, I know. But also a choice I never regret. Well. Hardly ever. (Just joking, sweetie. I have not forgotten the floor thing.)

This gray Thanksgiving day seems a little brighter as I realize how grateful I am for this freedom of choice.

We are even free to make bad choices. How amazing is that?!

I am determined today to make only fun choices. Dark meat or white? Red wine or white? CSI or House on the Tivo?

My prayer for you this Thanksgiving Day:

May you always know the power of your choices.

May you always rejoice that you have them.

May they always bring you a little bit closer to your heart’s desire.

Author: Luann Udell

I find it just as important to write about my art as to make it. I am fascinated by stories. You can tell when people are speaking their truth--their eyes light up, their voices become strong, their entire body posture becomes powerful and upright. I love it when people get to this place in their work, their relationships, their art. As I work from this powerful place in MY heart, I share this process with others--so they have a strong place to stand, too. Because the world needs our beautiful art. All of it we can make, as fast as we can! Whether it's a bowl, a painting, a song, a garden, a story, if it makes our world a better place, we need to do everything in our power to get it out there.

5 thoughts on “THE POWER OF CHOICE”

  1. Happy Thanksgiving to you!

    I can relate to what you said about choices… I see them as life’s crossroads.. I often wonder if I have made the right turn … but there is no such thing as right or wrong turn… I would have lived different things, met different people… that’s all … so I have no regrets …


  2. Thanks for this post. I can relate. I also love the idea that we can make fun choices. Another piece of pumpkin pie?

    Happy Thanksgiving

    P.S. Thanks for sharing a part of yourself and your experiences with so many of us who read your blog.

    Sincerely Deborah Hill


  3. I am thankful we can make choices like we have here in the good ol USA. I noticed that you said Keene. Keene NH? I will be flying out there this Christmas to visit family who live in Jaffery. But i will be visiting Keene so I can go to the Colony Mill. My favorite place to shop when I come back there. Happy Thanksgiving!


  4. You are right, we all need to be thankful for the choices we GET to make. How many people in the world wake up wondering not “what will I eat today” but rather “will I eat today”? Many of our choice are not fun and can stress us out but the mere fact that we have choices means that we are blessed.


  5. It IS nice to live in a smaller town… a blessing. As a grandmother, I’m blessed to have two little ones just a few minutes away. As they grow and explore and make choices and decisions, my advice will be: in general, people regret what they DIDN’T do, not what they did do. Pursue your dreams and be open to new experiences – but consider well before acting on impulse!


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