I regret a lot of things.
But I don’t think you can live your life with no regret. It’s unrealistic.
Regret is part of growth. Part of understanding. Letting your regret weigh you down is a mistake, but it’s a good thing to have some regret. It’s a good sign.
It means you’ve grown.
Hopefully, for the better.
I think mine has made me better. Stronger.
My regret for you.
I’m sorry. I’m still sorry. I’ll always be sorry. From the day I knew I was sorry, I was sorry, and, until the day I die, I’ll be sorry. Even then, even after I’m dead, I might still be sorry.
But I won’t let it weigh me down, because I know that’s not what you’d want. That’s not what my regret is for. It wasn’t meant to be a stumbling block, it was meant to teach me. For me to learn. My regret wasn’t born for hurting me.
It’s for this. Continue reading “Run River, Run”