sacrifices

If you have ever played chess, you know that sometimes, you have to be willing to sacrifice a piece to gain an advantage.

Well, if life is like a chess game, then it seems that I am a pawn to be sacrificed.

See, it starts with the fact that if you removed any of the more upsetting parts of my eventful life, I would not have met Sharon, and my daughter would not have been born.

More recently, I had the chance to move into a lovely place for older adults, only to have it fall through at the last moment.

But as heartbreaking as that was, if I had gotten the place, I would not now have the money to help Sharon and Sam get a place.

So once again, my potential happiness was sacrificed.

It would bother me less if I had planned things this way, If I had chosen my daughter's happiness over my own, but I didn't, it just worked out that way.

Ah, well.