Earlier today, we were wandering around inside the Bulk Barn stocking up on nuts, grains, and beans. I saw just how many non-wheat pasta options there are! In fact, the whole store seemed a glorious tribute to providing overwhelming choice. Why settle for one type of couscous, when there are five? Why limit oneself to a specific type of granola when there are dozens? We live in an age of abundance and are spoilt for choice.
I've also been thinking a lot about life in general lately. Of course this has to do with perceived changes. Knowing that Jay is a candidate for open-heart surgery has forced us to contemplate existence and future plans. I am so thankful that our lives have so many options. We have always kept things open to change. Our wanderings and lifestyle have exposed us to much, some of which others may not be able to even fathom. It is such a blessing, really.
We have the ways and means to choose from a myriad of goals and pursuits. Very few people have the sheer number of options which we find open to us.