It is a helluva thing, Time. Closing in on 65, I figure I've had a lot of it. I hope to have more, of course. However, if something happened to end my time I would go out knowing that I have had a long and eventful life. I would have very few regrets.
But would I change anything? Would I go back, knowing what I know now and do things differently to avoid pain or hardship? Sure.
Then I wonder if I would have had as many adventures, victories, or just plain "Yes!" moments to remember. Who would I be if I had been able to avoid pain or struggle? Just how does this work, living a life?
Afterthought/added after original post:
And what of disease, trauma, and violence? These do no one any good. I would change those things if I could.
|My footprint in the sand at St. Augustine Beach, August 2016.|