As I pondered the question raised in a blog post on Pointless Overthinking by Betul Erbasi. I was reminded of this poem I read in a local Christian magazine many moons ago. I wish I remembered who to give credit, but this poem has stayed with me. Sometimes choosing to share as a note in a card. The question being “What would I wish I was doing differently if I knew it was my last day today?”
Recognise for what they are, the chapters of your life so far, which in themselves can justify the chances you let slip by. What the memory chooses to forget and what in time the past doesn’t show. The restless mind cannot regret, and the sentimental heart will never know.
-Unknown
I have many regrets, but for the most part, I try not to dwell on them, with the exception of a few. It’s not always easy to stop your mind from regurgitating the past and wishing you could have done things differently. If I’m honest, I usually beat myself up over not having a witty response to a conversation until moments or days later and not to mention my endless trips back to the future. Still, that poem I’ve held onto has helped me through those times of dwelling and I’m about to write a letter that I hope will bring some closure to events that still haunt me, noticing that I am still very much a contradiction.
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