Sometimes I wish I had an ‘undo’ button, but wouldn’t life make no sense with it? If you could undo every bad moment, and every mistake, we would never move on from what we are meant to learn by making those mistakes. Of course, sometimes you may need that button, but it’s best not to have the temptation to use it all the time. How could you grow as a person if you keep rewinding what you don’t want to face? Our souls and bodies were created to have the ability to evolve and become better, but not perfect. It’s always good to go back and remember those painful memories, in order to use it to help someone or yourself, and withstand the chaos that surrounds us. If we ‘undo’ there is no moving forward. We’d be stuck in an infinite loop, and wouldn’t be able to realize our potential. Our reality would become a comfort zone, without the will to explore the greatness out there that we could be missing out. I wish I could undo my loved ones’ death, but I know I can’t, and it’s best to know that I can’t. Power can become your destruction, perfection can feel like your best friend, but be your worst enemy. There would not be a tomorrow, and we would miss out on new opportunities, and we would live in a past, and lose our present.
Live without regrets, that sounds simple, right? Well, it isn’t and it will never be. I do not regret events in my life as much anymore, because there is no point on dwelling in the past. However, there is one thing I would’ve loved to do more – talk to my grandma more. Whenever I mention this, my family and friends think I’m being too hard on myself. I talked to my grandma, a lot, but I feel I should’ve asked her more questions and found out more about her history. Of course, after she passed away I clung onto my grandpa and drained all the stories I could out of him. He was happy sharing how he met my grandma and what they did together. They met when they were teenagers and stayed together until she passed away at age 79, in 2007. It’s amazing how much detail my grandpa remembered, but it goes to show you that love does amazing things. Because I did live in regret after her passing, I tried to make up for what I could not do with her, by reaching to my grandpa. I do wish I could’ve heard his stories through her voice, though. I understand now that even though I wish I could’ve done more, she did leave a great legacy and I got to listen to it through my grandpa’s voice. Their love helped me believe in love again.
If you live in regret, try not to, it does hurt your mind and soul. Instead, learn from past mistakes and focus on the positive that came out of them. After my grandpa passed away last year, I did not regret anything. I spoke to him as often as I could during his last year, and hearing me gave him peace and he let me know that. I have to tell you, there were times when I asked my mum a hundred times if he really was sick, because whenever he talked to me he would sound like he did in his younger years. She told me he was excited to hear and see me and my voice made his pain disappear.