There are many times I have wished to go back, to change the past.
Should’ve said this,
Should’ve done that.
The list goes on and on…
But this is not a movie,
And I don’t have a time machine.
But what if I could go back?
If the time ever came,
Would I end up changing anything?
There are so many mistakes, but so many blessings.
Would I really be willing to throw away everything good,
Just to fix the bad?
If I were to change my past,
I would never have been adopted by my aunt and uncle.
I would never have found the family I always wanted.
I would never have found God.
I would never have had the opportunity to try new things with confidence.
And I would never have learned from my mistakes.
But that being said, I can live each day new.
I can press restart each morning instead of pressing snooze on my alarm.
I can begin again every day,
Trying to be a better person.
That’s the goal.
Not going back.
I don’t have a time machine,
And that’s okay.
Because I don’t need one.
I am human, which means I’m not perfect.
Eternity cannot change that.
So why bother with the impossible?
What’s more important
Is what I do from here on, now that I recognized my mistakes.
I don’t have a time machine.
I have one life to live.
Press restart now.