Would I Dance With You Again?

For some reason I woke up at zero dark thirty with this thought on my brain. If I could rewind and

un-date my last love interest, would I? I didn't even pause when I could hear my own voice in my head answering a resounding "NO!"

Sounds stupid. Most people want to go back and change things but not me. I have to say it seems something good comes from each relationship. If that person was a good choice then there should be a silver lining somewhere. A win buried in the rubble of a shattered heart.

This last joyride was no exception. As Garth Brooks lit up my playlist this morning with "The Dance", unwarranted tears streamed. And the reason is simple. Even though we didn't make it, we didn't have the ending I had hoped for, doesn't mean I didn't want to try. And it certainly doesn't mean it wasn't great while it lasted!

I can live with the "it didn't work out" scenarios I can't live with the "what if?" ones. When I close my eyes and take my last breath, I won't have to wonder if I missed anything. I'll know. Because I didn't miss the dance. Go me!