I’m not God, I can’t change anything in my past nor do I wish to do so. I’m a firm believer that things do occur for a reason. However there are certain things in my reach that I can change, and determination is the main concept. There are people I miss and pray nightly that they werre still part of my world, people that have past away, my bestest friend Anthony Joseph Stroud, who sits in heaven I’m sure. His life was taken away too soon, but God has plans of his own. Then there’s timing. Sometimes the timing is completely off. It doesn’t mean I would change a single thing, I’d just hope for a more convenient time frame. Convenience? Please, no such thing. Then there’s change within. But a person has to have a tiny bit of self assurance to change what they most dislike about their self’s. And it has to be a revelation they encounter on there own. I’m ranting on about things that I wish were still here, or somewhere else in my timeline, but I don’t wish on change. It’s the perception of the butterfly affect that scares the living crap out of me. Everything affects everything. Why mess with God’s blueprints on life? No thank you. Peace.