The chances we let slip through our hands... sometimes, they'll haunt us for the rest of our lives.
I wish I could give some insight or comfort on this topic, but I can't. I really can't. Because no matter what you say or what happens in the future, you will never have THAT experience. I know, this isn't helpful to anyone, but maybe a lesson can come from this.
I passed up something great. Something really, really great four years ago. I wanted it, that was never in question, I just couldn't bring myself to go after it. I kept giving all these reasons why it wouldn't work and eventually talked myself out of something really important to me. I was a coward and ever since then I've regretted it.
I haven't gotten over it. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think about being so close to what I wanted and letting it go. I will never get THAT chance again. Sure, other moments are beginning to present themselves, mainly including being at Millikin next year for one last shot at it, but I won't have that same first chance. I lucked out and have one last opportunity to make things right. But what would have happened if I didn't get that last chance?
If I didn't luck out, where would I be? How long would it take me to get it out of my mind? Would I ever get it out of my mind? It turns out there is somewhat of a lesson here after all, although not a very uplifting one. What if today, in that one moment, you had a chance at something, whether you know it will be a big part of your life at the time or not, and you let it go? Take those chances. Don't try to live life cautiously. When someone tries to talk you out of your dreams, remember it's you in that situation or that moment. And never give up on what you love. Not everyone gets a second chance...
"Don't tell me not to fly, because I've simply got to. If someone takes a spill it'll be me and not you. So don't bring around a cloud to rain on my parade."
