As the years pass by, I realize that I am mortal.
I now know that there is not enough time to explore every branch of study to its furthest reaches.
There is not enough time to read every good book or to slog through the bad ones.
There is not enough time for ongoing toxic relationships or for broken healthy relationships.
There is not enough time to be a good husband and father someday; I must do my best today, every day.
There is not enough time to live every life I once thought I might.
There is not enough time to regret the choices I've made or to be angry about the hand I've been dealt: I must make the best of who I am and where I am.
For as the years pass by, I realize that I am mortal.
Steven Mills http://www.stevencmills.ca/