Regretting and forgetting

A thought:

While I've never been the type to deny my regrets, I would always look past the fact that I knowingly sit and ponder the "what if's" of all situations. So what if? What if, I had told the man I loved, I loved him. What if, my friendships of the past never failed. And what if, I was born to a different family in an ulterior world. Until recently I noticed that these what ifs don't promise anything better, I just make up the dream of a better situation in my mind. So I've stopped. Now I only look at the "what is". My family is what is dearest to me. My love life is what is the challenge I love to hate. And the friends that have stuck with me through thick and thin are what is special to me. 

So I ask, "what is" in your life? Because I'll tell you, listing those on a piece of paper gives your heart more warmth than daydreaming the "what ifs" that leave you longing for things your can't change.