This past year I have spent a lot of time reflecting on decisions I've made. And, I've come to the realization that in some cases I did not chose wisely. However, one big life decision that seems to have not panned out is - surprisingly - NOT a regret. I shock myself by saying time and time again (when I am asked) that I would do the same thing again knowing that it was going to end badly.
The other person who it involves would tell you differently. In fact, this person, in the middle of an argument told me that they "would NEVER have made the same decision if (they) knew it would turn out this way." My response is always that I would go through every hardship and cry every tear ten fold to have my sons.