If I only knew that it was okay to be silly, I would have appreciated more of my silly side.
I would return your contemptuousness in kind with sarcasm.
If I only knew that it was okay to grieve, I would have appreciated more of my chaotic side.
There would have been more time spent strengthening our relationship than building a facade personality to avoid you.
If I only knew that it was okay to cry, I would have appreciated more of my dark moments.
There would be more reflection of improvement than ruminating the outcomes that never existed.
If I only knew that it was okay to fret, I would have appreciated more of my limitations and disabilities.
I would have had an easier time accepting the things I cannot change and found alternate ways to circumvent with what I was given.
If I only knew it was okay to be different, I would have appreciated more of my eccentric side.
The world would be a colorful and interesting place to be in; since, I would have spent time seeking different people, venturing in different places and spending time experiencing different things the world has to offer.
If I only knew it was okay to fail, I would have appreciated more of my naiveté.
There are still so much more to learn about life, love, people and the mysteries of the universe. Why stop now?
If I only knew it was okay to have a meager lifestyle, I would have appreciated more of my blessings.
The joy and gratefulness abounds in so many different ways, your life becomes more fulfilling and worth living for. There is no time wasted on bitterness, resentment or black despondency.
If I only knew it was okay to rest, I would have appreciated more of my quiet time.
My body would not have experienced unnecessary affliction, pain, trauma and strife.
I am 42. This is the meaning of life. Life; a process of being self-aware, experiencing social and environmental episodes throughout one's lifespan and finding fulfillment in one's own mortality under the influence of nature's vast cosmos.
