Sacrifice: boon or curse?

The day he took birth, was his first and foremost achievement of overcoming the challenge by himself without any help i.e doctors around. Father had to strive all over a thunderstorm path to see his little newborn. After a long year it was the time for the little one to return back to his paternal home, into their own castle. By facing all kind of challenges he grew into a teen. Had to complete responsibility of his family at such a tender age. Postponing many dreams to fulfill, he grew older and older as a complete man.

And the postponement of his dreams turned to rigid sacrifice.

Days passed, age lapsed nobody to guide and compensate the time and knowledge he lost throughout his journey. He had no idea where exactly he reached. At the time of his turning phase of life, all he could recollect and share was his suppressed relatives, mean world and his favorite friends. The only thing he could do was to blame his fate, by building the fear of plummeting into his failed desires, wishes, and dreams.

Accepting the challenging life he spent few more precious years in seeking the right time to start with. And when the time was right he pretends to be strong and motivated with the  fear of his responsibilities and duties towards his family hasn't come to an end.

He created a wonderful home, beautiful relationships, lost his own world and became the one to his dear ones.

His journey of new life has begun with the same old well-versed duties and sacrifices but with a new partner, new relationships, new goals, new home, and new hope.

Was that a God's plan of

moulding him into a complete best human?
Or
fulfilling his unknowing dream of simple contended life with family and dear ones?