When I think back over my life, I see peaks and valleys and meandering roads that turned into life lessons.
At the time, I might not have know what was beyond the crest. Or at the bottom of the valley, or around the bend in the road.
These roads I’ve walked are my quilt, and every step I took are the stitches that sewed it together.
That Brief Window Of Time:
I’ve always been hard on myself for mistakes I’ve made and paths I wish I’d taken.
There were times when I said something I wish I hadn’t said. Or times when I could have spoken up when I had the chance, but sadly, did not.
Often you are allotted a small window of time and then it disappears.
The words “too late” are some the saddest words in the world. Maybe you were on your way but you just didn’t get there in time. And that chance you had is gone forever.
How would we learn compassion and empathy if we hadn’t had some bumps in the road? If we hadn’t stumbled and made mistakes and taken wrong turns?
I look back and I’m well aware of the mistakes I made. And I know I can’t undo them.
This is what I was thinking when I woke up this morning.
Just Random Thoughts:
It was just one of those random thoughts. And then those thoughts took off like a spool of thread rolling across the floor.
But instead of wishing them away, I’ve come to realize that I need to look upon those mistakes as lessons.
We need to learn the importance of forgiving ourselves. For the things we cannot change and for which there is no going back.
If it is the loss of someone you love, it is the most painful lesson of all. Especially when they chose to walk away while you stood still and watched them go.
You wonder what you could have done to stop them. Where the road you were both on shifted and you didn’t notice.
Could Words Have Made A Difference?
And you have to wonder if words would have made a difference had you spoken them.
But you cannot will them back. You may beg for them to stay, and yet they may keep right on going. Getting smaller and smaller as the distance grows between you.
You have to let them go.
And that is definitely one of the hardest things you’ll ever do.
I’ve come to accept that people in my life, people that I love, may at some point choose to walk away.
Some of the people I’ve loved were just passing through, though I couldn’t have known that at the time.
I’ve learned that not everyone who comes into your life is meant to stay.