What If?

We walk the 'ever-changing world in a sort of bliss--a bliss--that really isn't comprehensible to anyone around us. We all live different lives, with different stories, different words, different views and different aspirations. On the road of life these "differences" become more and more broad, as the world changes and we begin to change with it. It's an evolution and it always has been. But what if one day--one ordinary day--a man (or a woman) just waltz's up to you as you're standing at the corner of 42nd and 5th, and says to you "What if your life was the way you wanted it to be?" You'd look at them in a complete bizarre, glazed over, felicity. With this sort of agitated, confused, "ew" look on your face. But once you settled yourself and finally realized what the "old" man had just offered you, you think again, and say "hey, I don't know?" That's right folks you would do what you hate others doing. You answer a question with a question. But that's not the point. The point is you would stop to think about "what if" your life were different, what if it were what you had always planned it to be. When you were in high school sitting at home trying to focus on your statistics homework. When suddenly out of the blue this idea that one day your life would be placed before you and you had to decide what to do with it. You had this perfect idea of the perfect spouse, the perfect home, the perfect children, with the perfect golden retriever to top it off. On top of all the exterior things you imagined, you also imagined the spouse that would never cheat, the children that would never steal, and yourself who never make any mistakes. Well--where's the fun in that? Life is brutal people. Life is harsh, which we all probably know by now. Everyday is a learning experience. Everday is a day for growth and forgiveness, a day of life, liberty, and love. Every single day is an absolute blessing and everyday is a day to live. Living may be good and it may be bad, but that's what makes it interesting. A wise woman once told me that life is not about how you "act" but about how you "react." We are the masters of our own fate. May we live and let live--alright I think I'm done with the cliche's--I wish we may all reflect on our lives and think about the "what if" questions we have, and if we can't answer them, it's okay. And if we make a mistake, it's ok. For redemption may be one reason for living? But then again, what if it's not?