This is one of my favorite movie scenes of all time...
It always hits me hard:
"No I didn't rush the f*cking field, I wasn't there...I was in a bar having a drink with my future wife.
That's why I'm not talking right now about some girl I saw at a bar 20 years ago. How I always regretted not going over and talking to her.
I don't regret the 18 years I was married to Nancy, I don't regret the 6 years I had to give up counseling when she got sick, and I don't regret the last years when she got really sick.
And I sure as hell don't regret missing a damn game. That's regret."
This is a harsh reality of life:
You always romanticize the ROAD NOT TAKEN.
The antidote is to spend more time appreciating the beauty of the road you did take.
Lack of appreciation is where your happiness goes to die.
Make sure you’re recognizing the tiny moments of joy, the tiny beauties, and the peace in your current path.
Find joy in the present path, work daily to make it the best one you can imagine.