Hope

Today you turned 17 years old. Hard to believe how fast the time has gone by. It is such an old cliche, yet it rings true. Can you forgive me for who I was? For the way I thought then? I could only do what I knew then to be the right path. Of course, if I knew then what I know now I would have made other choices. That is the great thing about hindsight, right? I can't change what has been done, what I would have done differently cannot be done now. I can only hope that someday you decide you want to know who I am, what I am about. Maybe you will never make that choice. If that is what comes to be I accept it, I made certain choices myself a long time ago that now leave me at the mercy of your compassion. I pray for this everyday, I can only hope that whatever you pray for I can someday be a part of it.