Sometimes I worry if I'm choosing to do the things that are most important to me. I wish that I could live near enough to my family to see them more than once or twice a year. Should I have chosen to stay closer to home? Will I someday regret the time that was missed with my family when they are gone? I'm in no way second guessing my relationship with Samuel or the choices that I've made but I wonder if one is meant to grow and have their own life and move far away or if you are supposed to support those you love the most through their lives? It concerns me sometimes. How much time do we all have left?