Sometimes we lose perspective on just how many chances we get.
How much time we have.
How many options we’ll be presented.
Just how many opportunities we’ll have to better our lives.
Sure, we might not always have the same opportunities.
We may not always be able to take the same steps.
There will be times when we won’t make something happen.
We might get cut from a team.
We might fail a test.
We might lose a once-in-a-lifetime chance.
But there will always be others.
So why feel like every missed opportunity is the last?
Why feel like every missed chance is final?
With the exception being our deathbed, when is this ever true?
When is there nothing that we can do to move forward?
Even if that one thing is a simple shift in mindset?
Do we not always have the potential for growth?
Lose the sense of finality.
You will rack up countless failures.
You can continue to learn.
Continue to practice.
To find and walk your path.
Improving every step.
It doesn’t end until it ends.
Keep putting in the work.
You are worthy of the best life.
Do what you can.
What happens, happens.
You’ve got this.