Let us say that perhaps one day we will look back on everything we have done. Will we be satisfied with our past? Can we accept everything we knew we missed? Will we or will we not wish we could do it all again?
Some people fear death, some people fear rejection. All I fear is this simple fact: Wishing I could relive what I have already had the chance to. I do not desire to ask for something I have already been given so freely. I have decided now that want such a life that if someone were to ask me if I feel that I have lived solid, full, and splendid years, I can look at them in all ernest and say ‘yes’ with all confidence.
In this wide world we are all so eagerly a part of, there is much more to see than what most people believe. The seven wonders of the world, the great art of history and the ancient words written on the subway walls hold no light to the miracle of waking up and having the potential to discover all of them and so much more. We know, surely, in our hearts and minds, that it is not where you have been but who you have seen them with. Such a gift should not be experienced alone.
So let us say that perhaps one day we will look back on everything we have done.
Will we be satisfied?
