To Each His Own

To each his own.
I often find myself saying this phrase this past days.

For the opportunity which I grabbed just a month ago thinking that it was a good catch only to find out that a better one is being offered just the other day. To each his own.

For the many times a grumbled due to life’s discomfort only to find out that a friend is undergoing a tougher one than I am. To each his own.

For the number of times I wanted to give up only to find myself encouraging someone dear to hang on. To each his own.

For the many opened doors I rejected and now wanting it back so badly. To each his own.

To each his own.
I often find myself saying this phrase this past days.