My only regrets would be...
I would wish I had spent my time more wisely.
That I had focused on better things.
That I hadn’t thought as much about making money than about spending it on meaningful experiences.
That I would have written more and spoken more, unafraid to say what I wanted to say.
I would wish that I had asked that girl out, or gone on that road trip.
I would wish that I had gotten out of the house more.
That I had called my family more, and my friends.
That I had worked harder to build something to leave behind.
I would wish that I had been less envious, less bitter, less self-absorbed.
That instead I had been more generous, more joyful, more adventurous.
I would wish I hadn’t let my self-doubts stop me from taking the plunge, from just starting something new.
I would wish I hadn’t been so concerned about the future that I forgot about the present.
I would wish I had written more letters — to my family, my friends, and the world.
So this is my letter to you.
My life is but a gust of wind. Like a leaf that withers and is blown away.
My only two regrets would be:
- That I hadn’t appreciated more of life and my relationships,
- And that I hadn’t done more to leave something worthwhile behind.
Stay purposeful.
– Nathanael
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