There are moments in our lives when we find ourselves at crossroads.
True enough. So many times in life I can’t help but feel resentful for the abundance of choices. Oh how wouldn’t I love someone else making all the tough choices for me. To not have to bear the consequences. To not have to answer the “what if’s?” But as a friend of mine says, if wishes were horses, stable boy would be a prince.
The choices we make in those moments can define the rest of our days.
Great. That reduces some of the pressure. Every thing you, say, everything you do, decides what happens to the rest of your life. And yet, there is no way of actually knowing what will happen. No way of knowing how right your choice is, no matter how right it may seem.
And, of course when faced with the unknown, most of us prefer to turn around and go back.
You know, how sometimes you come across some people, and it’s all great for a while, but it slowly melts away to nothing? I don’t know about you, but I sure wonder if I’d have been better of without ever having met them. Because if it can’t be like what it used to be, I fear for what the future would hold.
But, once in a while, people push onto something better. Something found just beyond the pain of going it alone. And just beyond the bravery and courage it takes to let someone in.
Again, don’t know about you, but it does take a lot of bravery and courage on my part to let someone into my life. Ask my friends. They’ll tell you. On a more serious note, it is only the hope for something better that keeps us all going… and sometimes, when we get really lucky, when we are least expecting it, we find something that almost makes everything we faced until then seem… bearable (worth it would sound more fitting, but its not what I’d feel). Almost.
Or to give someone a second chance. Something beyond the quiet persistence of a dream.
Maybe it doesn’t have to always been the path less trodden, you know? Maybe the other path seems simpler because a lot have people have used it to make it easier for you. I’d leave thank you notes for them, but I doubt they’d want to return. I don’t believe too much in second chances. I don’t believe in people changing. Those who do are not meant for me. But I figure, maybe I need a second chance at times. Maybe… just maybe, I might have gotten my first chance wrong… MAYBE.
Because, it's only when you’re tested that you truly discover who you are. And, it's only when you're tested that you discover who you can be.
And who I am, is exactly who I want to be. Where I am, is exactly where I wanted to be. Maybe with slight changes. Maybe not always at the right time. But I’ll get there. I know that. Especially now. Especially whn I know it need not be alonely journey. Not if I don’t want it to…
True enough. So many times in life I can’t help but feel resentful for the abundance of choices. Oh how wouldn’t I love someone else making all the tough choices for me. To not have to bear the consequences. To not have to answer the “what if’s?” But as a friend of mine says, if wishes were horses, stable boy would be a prince.
The choices we make in those moments can define the rest of our days.
Great. That reduces some of the pressure. Every thing you, say, everything you do, decides what happens to the rest of your life. And yet, there is no way of actually knowing what will happen. No way of knowing how right your choice is, no matter how right it may seem.
And, of course when faced with the unknown, most of us prefer to turn around and go back.
You know, how sometimes you come across some people, and it’s all great for a while, but it slowly melts away to nothing? I don’t know about you, but I sure wonder if I’d have been better of without ever having met them. Because if it can’t be like what it used to be, I fear for what the future would hold.
But, once in a while, people push onto something better. Something found just beyond the pain of going it alone. And just beyond the bravery and courage it takes to let someone in.
Again, don’t know about you, but it does take a lot of bravery and courage on my part to let someone into my life. Ask my friends. They’ll tell you. On a more serious note, it is only the hope for something better that keeps us all going… and sometimes, when we get really lucky, when we are least expecting it, we find something that almost makes everything we faced until then seem… bearable (worth it would sound more fitting, but its not what I’d feel). Almost.
Or to give someone a second chance. Something beyond the quiet persistence of a dream.
Maybe it doesn’t have to always been the path less trodden, you know? Maybe the other path seems simpler because a lot have people have used it to make it easier for you. I’d leave thank you notes for them, but I doubt they’d want to return. I don’t believe too much in second chances. I don’t believe in people changing. Those who do are not meant for me. But I figure, maybe I need a second chance at times. Maybe… just maybe, I might have gotten my first chance wrong… MAYBE.
Because, it's only when you’re tested that you truly discover who you are. And, it's only when you're tested that you discover who you can be.
And who I am, is exactly who I want to be. Where I am, is exactly where I wanted to be. Maybe with slight changes. Maybe not always at the right time. But I’ll get there. I know that. Especially now. Especially whn I know it need not be alonely journey. Not if I don’t want it to…
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