My Path

So many things could have been different.
Each choice I can look back on and ask what if.
Decisions I chose or ignored. 
What would my path have been?

So many things could have gone wrong.
Choices I am proud of or not.
Situations hang by a thread or snap.
What would my path have been?

I hope the alternate versions of me are well.
My timeline is more bright than dark.
The tears in my eyes represent happiness.
I smile thinking of all those smiling around me.