Tunnel to Hurricane Ridge - Elwa Falls - Olympia National Park 6/1/2013 |
I don’t think there’s anything more
sad, more pathetic and more gut-wrenching than the dreaded ‘what if’ … what if
I went, what if I stayed, what if I said those words, what if I hadn’t, what if
I fail, what if I succeed? Regret – it’s
so powerful it can eat through a person’s soul, steal their dreams, lock them
into emotional slavery and defeat possible victories.
However, decisions that are to be
made consisting of the dreaded ‘what if’ should be considered and weighed with
much thought and careful consideration - because you can fail, you can lose,
you can make a wrong decision with just as much possibility of success. But not knowing the possible results leaves
you with a lifetime of regret.
I am not afraid to fail. I have spent more time in the dirt on my face
from falling than I’d ever like to admit, however, I have very few
regrets. I live my life most often in
the motion of chasing something… dreams, an idea, or a passion. I have succeeded and I have failed. I have won and I have lost. I have cried and I have laughed. Most of all I have lived. I won’t know what is waiting for me on the
other side of another opportunity until I make the choice to grab it and take
the steps needed to reach my destination.
Arriving on the other side is
great, but that is not the best part of the experience… it’s the journey “to” the other side where life happens.
I’m on such a journey now, a
transition from one place in my life to another… a sojourner. The only real choice I have to make every day
is whether I’m going to be afraid to move or not move, do or not do… regret or
not regret.
I choose.
Till next time,
~T.L. Gray
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