Mistakes

We've all made them. Some are serious ones that cost a life or a lifestyle. Others not so bad, it's just that they niggle at our conscience and make us a bit uncomfortable.

Sometimes we learn to live with them. Other times we ignore them, or try to cover them up. Sometimes we don't even know the gravity of the mistake until it is pointed out to us. Sometimes we realize too late that a mistake has been made.

Sometimes we try to make things right again.

When I began my journey to find myself some two years ago I made a list (I thought complete) of every wrongdoing I could remember. Some could never be fixed,  others could be if I had the chance to sit down face to face. Sigh...I strive for perfection, but I give up because I know I can never achieve it.

When I write, I try to make amends. I hope to reach just one person, to touch one heart so that a difference can be made in one life. Starting over, be it a relationship or a journey, is a powerful  thing. Life is too short to quibble over words.

I'm a firm believer that a hug can soothe much of the pain and indifference in our private worlds, and a bit of thoughtfulness--be it a letter or a tiny gift, a small word or a shared memory--can change our lives.

I  pray that my words, my gift to you, can make you remember a moment you passed by, a mistake you need to correct or a person from whom you need forgiveness.

At the risk of sounding trite: life is too short to waste.