I spend a lot of time wishing I could change things.  About myself, about others, about circumstances.  I came across this  poem today that reminded me that everything is exactly the way it’s supposed to be. 

If freckles were lovely, and day was night,
And measles were nice and a lie warn’t a lie,
            Life would be delight,–
            But things couldn’t go right
            For in such a sad plight
I wouldn’t be I.

If earth was heaven and now was hence,
And past was present, and false was true,
            There might be some sense
            But I’d be in suspense
            For on such a pretense
You wouldn’t be you.

If fear was plucky, and globes were square,
And dirt was cleanly and tears were glee
            Things would seem fair,–
            Yet they’d all despair,
            For if here was there
We wouldn’t be we.

-ee cummings

Though far from perfect, my life is exactly the way it is supposed to be, and changing one thing that seems unfortunate at the time could change everything.  That wouldn’t be worth it.   Reading this is exactly what I needed to hear today to make myself snap out of “what if?” possibilities.


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