I can make changes to my life, but I’ve come to realize there are certain things I cannot change.
I can’t change people’s minds, I cannot do a lot to fix the world, and I cannot be something I’m not.
Today I’m reflecting on the life choices I’ve made, knowing there is no time machine. Yes, I’ve got some regrets and confetti moments; you know, the ones where I can beat myself into the ground or pat myself on the back, knowing that both of those shaped me into the person I am today. I could list them, but sometimes it seems like I would either be tooting my own horn or trying to get people to feel sorry for me, which is not the intent for this post. I’ve gotten to the age where I can apologize for my lapses in character, but I am also at the age where the “I’m sorry’s” in the past have already been said.
I am focusing on forgiving others for perceived injustices and quick to say I’m sorry for anything I might inadvertently say or do that offends or hurts. My goal today is to be kind, or at least try to be.
Off to get cup of coffee and perhaps I’ll be a bit nicer after that. *sigh*
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