Looking back at my life I wish I could have done things differently.

So many things I wish I could take back or redo.

Than I realize that those very transgressions I  wish I could change have molded me and made me who I am.

Oh the irony of it.

Today I no longer wish away my life like I did in my youth. I wake every morning and thank God for the blessing of a new day.

I look forward to what the future has yet to be.
Like a child waiting on Christmas morning to open all those presents under the tree.

I welcome what yet lies ahead