No life has all the lovely things. Each choice we make moves us toward one thing and away from another. I chose to spend my time fully writing stories and walked away from a career that could have brought me riches. I chose to write about the love of two women and left others to woo the larger market. I chose to live out as a lesbian and associations and opportunities were lost. I have never wanted a different life although from time to time not having this and that has brought tears to my eyes on a quiet night. No life has all the lovely things.