I wonder

I am grateful for my life, every up and ever down. I love what I have: my health, my friends, my family, and all that. I wonder though, what might have been. Where would I have been if I allowed myself to love (and love completely)? Would I be like my sisters? Would I have kids? Would I have had my heart broken many times? Or would I have found the love of my life? I have questions, but then I remember I am strong, independent, and doesn't need love to complete myself. Even knowing that I wonder.