I don’t like the word ‘regret’. To me, a regret is something that you should have done, could have done – a missed opportunity to change something fundamental and when you remember it you feel uncomfortable and uneasy. Life is too short and too precious to taint your memories with regret.
There are so many things I could regret: I might have chosen a different degree; I could have chosen the people that I have spent time with more carefully; I could have followed a different career path; I probably shouldn’t have had that slice of cheesecake last night. If I hadn’t made the choices that I’ve made and walked along this path in life I would be a different person, in a different place. All the threads of my life, good and bad, weave together the person that I am today and I don’t regret the things that I have done and the choices I have made. Take life as it comes and when the thunderstorms come see the lightning flash, hear the thunder rumble through your bones, feel the rain lash your skin, feel the wind sting your eyes. Wait. Watch the darkness. One day the sun will eventually creep from behind the clouds and the weathering of each storm makes you wiser, more determined and stronger than you were before.
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