Sometimes I wonder what it would be like if my father was alive. I wonder if I would have any siblings or if my life would be much easier. If I wonder if I would have learned things the way I did. I wonder if I could have ever lived the life I have now. Or, maybe my life could have been much harder. I might not have all the happy and good times I had, or the memories I've made. But one things for sure, there's no going back in time. Even if I could, I don't think I would ever change the life I have now. I like all the memories I've made, and I would like to keep all the lessons I've learned. In the end, I do wonder what could have been, but again, I like what has been.