Memorial to What Might Have Been
I just want to take a moment on this great Memorial Day to remember the part of me that died when I became what I am today. That huge array of pieces of potential that were tossed aside when history came into being and one particular event was selected– over and over again, all leading up to where I am today.
Some people have trouble letting those might-have-beens labelled “Mel” go. I don’t. I wish I could help them see that the selections I make in the future may not be the potentials they would have selected. I wish I could help them see that that’s ok– and even a good thing.
I love them too much not to gently push them away.
