Is there an age or year of your life you would re-live?
This question deserves a layered answer. Let’s start by exploring the weight of regret, and the longing to return to a time when we think things might have gone differently. I’ve often asked myself if I’d ever want to relive a certain year or moment—but truthfully, I wouldn’t. Every experience, even the painful ones, has shaped who I am and guided the choices that led me here.
From as far back as I can remember, my life wasn’t filled with the kind of happy or cherished memories that people often hold onto. And while I won’t go into the reasons why, I’ve come to accept that my past unfolded exactly as it needed to. Each moment, no matter how difficult, built the person standing here today. Change even one of them, and I wouldn’t be me.
So rather than clinging to old wounds or replaying what could have been, I choose to be grateful for my resilience—for the fact that I’ve made it this far. Don’t dwell on what you wish you could change; instead, honor the path that brought you here. Live in the now, and let your past become the foundation for a future that feels truly worth living.
In choosing not to dwell on what was, I’ve learned to gain from what is—and that’s how forward thinking begins.
