Monday Does Not Come One Monday Only

“Monday does not come one Monday only.” Accra

I often feel like I’ve lost an opportunity. A chance. I look behind me and wonder if I should have zigged when I zagged. What if I had made a different decision? This feeling is not useful for me because I can never go back and do things differently.

There’s no time machine. The past is the past.

However, if I change how I see my past, I can look forward with confidence. Another opportunity will appear. There will be another Monday and I will be ready for it. I must be patient and look for the signs.

Having faith that there will be another love, another job, another Monday, makes the loss not a loss, but a lesson.

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