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It's startling what you can miss when you turn away for just a moment. You could miss your whole life. Looking back is hopeless because you can’t change the past. That’s the thing about “hope”. It’s a forward look; the past can only be viewed with regret.



Upon having had your life of mediocrity flash before your eyes, all you can do now is wish you had a time machine that took you back so you could rewrite history. If only.



Life is filled with “if only”s, isn’t it? If only our crush would reciprocate our affections. If only we could find a job that satisfies our need for stability and excitement. And the inevitable: If only we could choose our family. If only life was perfect and every single circumstance aligned to our skewed estimations, right? It could never be because even our logic is flawed.



But how we blame our situation, our mistakes, our lapses in judgment, on outside forces. The audacity! We are not marionettes, after all. We control our own destinies. Where a single step in one direction can mean the difference between what is and what could have been. But we ultimately decide the path we go on. No one has the power to drag us somewhere we don’t want to be.



Sometimes I feel like I’m living in an alternate universe. But I think we tend to be so focused on this tiny space in time we occupy and miss all the eons before and after us. Why should we expect the world to revolve around us? We are here for just barely a heartbeat. There have been hundreds of generations before, and there will be hundreds after.



All you can hope for—there’s that word again—is that someday when your time here is through someone you knew could look up to the stars and say, “Do you remember her? She made everyone’s life a little brighter. Life is so much dimmer without her.”