I'm not afraid of my past. I'm not afraid of the mistakes I've made, and I'm not embarrassed of the fact that they were, in fact, mistakes. Sometimes, I have poor judgement. Sometimes, I slip up. Sometimes, I just drop the ball.
I regret the bad decisions, I don't regret the life lessons that followed. I am proud of the person I am, I am proud of the lessons I learn after I recognize what the wrong decisions are.
I am thankful for what God's mercy has taught me in the realm of moving on with my life. If God can forgive me in the grandest and widest frame of what matters, then I can extend forgiveness to myself. It's peaceful knowing I can rest in God's mercy, God's grace, and my own freedom to move forward.
Stronger, better, wiser, forward.
I'm not afraid of risks. Sometimes they turn out to be as dangerous as I thought, like my last big endeavor, but that's okay. It's what risks are. And I like taking them. I know what I'm risking when I do. I'll act out of my limited measure of wisdom to risk that my decision is a poor one. To risk that it will end badly.
This last time, it wasn't a mistake. I don't regret the risk, the time I spent, the emotions, the investment. I don't regret the things I did or said or felt. Maybe there were a few in there that weren't the best decisions of my life, but overall it wasn't bad.
So I do hold regrets. I just don't regret this. The risk, the hurt, or the experience. The out come might be unfortunate, but regret doesn't cross my heart.
