Dreams of the Past

As I walked up the stairs of my childhood home, I felt a strong sense of longing for the past. I wanted to relive the perfect and imperfect moments.

I wanted to feel the comfort of my brother's presence in the next room and enjoy, once again, saying goodnight to him through the thin walls. Even having sleepy conversations about nothing at all.

I miss sitting by the rivers edge and not speaking for minutes on end as we just stared at our beautiful surroundings. The silence would be broken with complements of the Creators works.

I miss the "Hello's" with a simple smile. The giggles and roaring laughter from things that tickled us pink. Silly, immature, things that were so absurd, the only thing one could do was laugh.

I miss the simplicity of life then. It was never really all that simple, but life sure was more enjoyable with him around.

I want to replace every ill intended word with I LOVE YOU.

I could have been better.

Could have. Should have. Would have...

I'm not sure what good it would do to look at those details. Probably very little indeed.

We all have regrets though. What is left now, is to use what we have learned from past regrets and apply them to the now. To better our present selves for the benefit of others.

Speak kindly with an open heart. Put one's self in the other's shoes. Be a good listener. And love with your whole heart.

I love you Seth Thomas Bachtel.