As I was praying the other day, I saw these words: "Honor your past." Wait, what? It wasn't something I had ever thought about before. Usually, when I thought of the past, there was pain: regrets and mistakes that I wish I could go back and change. Back to the future. Remember that movie? How many times have I wished we could really do that? More times than I can count, I will tell you that much. If you are like me, you've gone over the past countless times, maybe

There will be days of disappointment. I can promise you that, unfortunately. It is part of life. We don’t always get what we want, as the song says. When we don’t, what happens? What do we do, then? Do we wallow in misery, or do we make the choice, to brush ourselves off, pick ourselves up and make the choice to be happy and grateful?