I thought that I didn’t mind.
I thought that it didn’t matter.
I was wrong.
I minded.
And it mattered.
But it was too late.
Sammi Cox
Author Aspiring
I thought that I didn’t mind.
I thought that it didn’t matter.
I was wrong.
I minded.
And it mattered.
But it was too late.
Sigh. I feel you.
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Thank you for reading and commenting 🙂 Enjoy the rest of your week.
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Of course.
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Hey Sammi,
Regrets, we all have a few tucked away someplace safe and secure as reminders of misfortune, wrong choices, or missed opportunities. Sometimes it is not until what we had is gone that we realise what fools we’ve been. Yet life would be sterile without the occasional upset or moment of self-doubt to remind us of our folly and keep us frosty and on our toes.
Another cracking little concentration of words and feeling. The black and white image is perfect to incite a sense of melancholy and wistfulness. Thanks for sharing your talent.
Enjoy your new day Sammi: live it like it were the weekend!
Namaste 🙂
DN
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Hey Dewin, thanks for reading and commenting. I always appreciate it 🙂
Regrets also ensure that when the next opportunity comes along we make sure we grab them with both hands, or strive to try harder and reach further.
Glad you like the pairing of words and image. 🙂
Wishing you Bright Blessings 🙂
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Hey Sammi,
It’s my pleasure to be happily entertained by your work. I always enjoy what I read, thank you for sharing your work 🙂
Yes indeed, your words are wise and astute and speak with your own strength and determination to reach for the stars and grasp your dream tightly with both hands. Strive is an excellent word and so dynamic.
I am still left to ask how one identifies opportunity as opposed to heading down a dead end unless one always takes chances and follows every lead to its natural conclusion. Do we really have time for such detailed exploration and endeavour, or is there a better way to understand what constitutes opportunity? I am just curious to know.
Nearly at the end of the week now Sammi with the promise of a wonderful weekend to look forward to. I am hoping for dry weather and opportunity to get out and about and escape the moat around the flats to the wilderness beyond. I trust your weekend will be enjoyed whatever it is you decide to do.
Namaste 🙂
DN
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Hey Dewin,
Aww, well thank you for reading 🙂
That’s a valid question. Sometimes we don’t know an opportunity is an opportunity until the door has closed on it. But then there are others that are passed up on simply through fear of the unknown or of change, or fear of being bold enough / brave enough / confident enough to grasp it. If that is the case, hopefully such an opportunity will come around again so that the lesson learned through missing it last time can be put into practice. But my other thought is this: does an opportunity have to end in success? Why can’t it end in a dead end? Perhaps, in some cases, the opportunity is to be found in the journey rather than in the destination…This is such an interesting discussion, I feel I could babble on for hours, lol, but I’ll do you a favour and spare you my ramblings 😀
Dry weather would be nice. It was lovely and sunny here until after lunch but the grey and the damp has returned once more 😦 Is the castle still encircled by water?
I trust your weekend will also be enjoyed, whatever the weather 🙂
Take care, and Brightest Blessings
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Hey Sammi,
Hmm, that is an interesting observation: the journey itself being the destination. A huge statement when one considers our ‘journey’ pressed from light into the labyrinthine of Earth. The statement might suggest that our entire life experience is the destination before our spirit returns home on its last voyage…and that’s a whole lot of destinations and potential opportunities for discovery and exploration before we can be certain we’ve ‘captured’ them all. I imagine it would take a lifetime to learn so much and grasp so many opportunities. What a delightfully persistent adventure we are here to engage with and/or dismiss at our choosing before we pass-on to the next life.
Thanks for asking, the moat has ebbed away a little and I managed to find a finger of dry land extending onto the pavement that permitted escape for a while until getting drenched again in the next downpour and returning to wade through the moat accessing the flats. It is April that is meant to bring showers and May that brings flowers….not the other way around! Oh well, there’s always tomorrow to hope for a drop of sunshine falling from bright skies. Keep fingers crossed.
Thanks for best wishes for the weekend, I hope yours will also bring opportunities to be savoured.
Namaste 🙂
DN
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Short and… sad. Sour, even. Nicely done!
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Thanks for reading and commenting, Joy. Yes, short, sad and sour pretty much sums this up 🙂
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