As of today, I have lived on this planet for 15,330 days. It seems so aged yet I feel that the days had just gone so swiftly. As I counted the days, I started to wonder in retrospect at how many of those days counted? How many of those had been spent worthwhile? How I wish I could go back to those days that I wasted away and do otherwise. How I long to have more of those days when I was still younger and vibrant than I am today.
But the yesterdays are gone forever and it is impossible to go back to undo what had transpired. My options are to either face the consequences of my recklessness then move-on or live in perpetual remorse for the rest of my days. I could spend each day counting as it goes by with uncertainty. Or make each day count towards a definite purpose. Either way shall be a choice I have to decide on, today.
Tomorrow is but a proposition. It offers no guarantee. Yet we can hope and still dream today about how much better tomorrow would be. It may require more effort or to take that extra mile to get to a goal today. But it would have been worth the effort knowing that making the days count would certainly bring today’s wishes come true tomorrow.
Happy Birthday, Me! =)
