Life happens… life is a journey that is filled with lessons you learn on your way through. Some come subtly,  some are hard learned, some we fight against believing we can always make it up later. Some lessons are the product of our surroundings, others are not a reflection of the world but our personal struggle.

There is an old saying, “hindsight is a wonderful thing” William Blake said that. I figure that means if you knew what was going to be the fallout of your actions. You would have done differently. But would you? What would you have missed? We all have those moments when we find ourselves in a place where we say, If I had just done this differently I might….might have… could be… but what would you have missed?

There is another saying, “hindsight is the best insight to foresight” Amanda Geard said that. This means that understanding the lessons of the past events and mistakes can provide the best understanding or insight to make better decisions and predictions about our future… but we tend to go through life forgetting most of our past lessons. Always hoping or believing that we know better, what happened before can’t happen again, or simply that we are living as we choose and ignore the nagging voice inside that tells us this is not going to end well. Especially in today’s world, we seem oblivious to the hard-won, hard-fought, lessons of the past.

Life lessons are at times daily battles that are tainted by fear, anxiety, and heart-aching regret. The lesson I wish I had learned earlier is that people will hurt you, you can’t save someone who does not want to be saved. But then. Who would I not have tried to save? Who would I have turned my back on and given up? What would have happened to them? I’m too much of a dreamer, believer, and a person who considers helping someone is just what I do. It is my way. I have learned that it requires boundaries and the reality of life is, at times, I will fail. I don’t give of myself in the same way as I used to, but still I try. I think God me a cc caretaker, giving soul. I feel people’s energy, their pain, and their joy. I’m more wary, and I listen and hear now, so while I still try to help, I now remember the lessons of the past and go easy, have boundaries, and know when it is time to move on…

But would I have done anything different? Probably not, but I did learn to be more careful of my soul…

I am a much stronger woman for the trials I have navigated. I have come through and learned, that is what life is, a learning journey. The real sadness in life comes when you never learn from the mistakes and trials…