In Another Life...
In another life, I left home for college, Not just my house, my city, but the state. I flew across the country, leaving everyone and everything I've ever known To explore a new place with new people, gazing into the distance future With an open heart and hopefilled eyes. In another life, I followed my heart. I chose the scary path, the one with less traditional success And more paths unknown to me. I took greater risks and often felt the sting of loss and failure, Questioning whether I had made a mistake by not playing it safe. In another life, I never reconnected with my love, Never relit the fire that burned in our teens, Never came to know his soul as if it had always been a part of my own. We never grew together, never mourned together, Never got the answers we didn't even know we were looking for. In another life, I'm not alone now. Or maybe, I am. Maybe I got married to a man who looked at me like I was his reason And maybe we had the son, who's starred in my dreams for decades. A little boy with bright eyes, who crawls into bed with us before dawn Because a family cuddle is the best way to start the day. In another life, I experienced absolute joy and devastating sadness. I mourned my losses and celebrated my strengths. I loved my friends and family and did my best to be a good person. In another life, I would be different. Maybe not the same me I am now. It's easy to wonder who I would be and how I got there. And equally easy to forget, how thankful I am to be here. I think of her, but I like to imagine that she thinks of me too. -LearningToLiveAndDream
