Every moment of our life happens once. Once it's past, we can't take it back and redo it.
So shouldn't every minute of our life count for something?
If you could, would you take back that last minute? That minute where you informed your brother you were too busy blog-hopping to play a game?
Would you take back that minute where you grumbled all the way through washing the dishes?
Would you take back that minute where you groaned when your grandparents pulled in the driveway because you wanted to spend the evening working on blog design?
And once you had taken it back, how would you relive it?
Would you have said, "Sure, bro, I'd love to play a game! You choose which one."
If I could roll that clock back, I would. There are some moments in my past that I'm pretty ashamed of. Moments that I'd love to relive.
But we can't take back time. So what will we do?
Will we simply say, "I like my life the way it is," and keep walking forward as we had been?
Or will we make our every moment count, so that our life is worth remembering?
