Mirror, mirror

Sometimes I wonder if I’m living in parallel worlds. That each time I make a life-altering decision, or some major event takes place, that all the possible outcomes happen, but in different realities.

I married my high school beau, instead of my college boyfriend. I didn’t avoid that driver who ran a red light, I stayed in Tennessee, I had a third child….

So many possibilities, so many lives.

What would I change? What would I do the same way again?

Tell secrets, keep them? Say “yes,” instead of “no.”

If I had the choice, would I want to know what my other lives were like?

When I look in a mirror, is my other self looking back at me?

Submitted to Skywatch Friday