Freedom to choose

What is it that makes life worthwhile to survive for? is it the wealth of your own? is it the beauty of someone? is it the "bread" that we fight for? is it the love that we cherished?
So many things happened around me lately. My head just cannot seems to figure the best solutions and came up with the most satisfactory answers for every problems that were threw my way. The only thing that keeps on begging, perhaps demanding, me for a constant answer is choices. It's no doubt that each and everyone of us faces choices for every single movements that we make. We are force to chose. There's no right or wrong in your selection. However, there's bound to have consequences, something that we cannot control. Sometimes the choices that I made for these past few days seems really cruel and cold in the eyes of others. Often they asked "How could you?" I don't have the perfect satisfactory answer for that respond. I can only retreat with a sense of integrity and dignity knowing that the choices that I have made will prolong and inflate the happiness of the beneficiaries. I cannot please every single person. I can only help them understand that every choices they made come with a consequence and it is up to them to face it or avoid it. Again, another choices immediately show up right in your face after you made a choice. That's life!