I run, I walk

Today it was a beautiful autumn day, warm.
I'm loving all these colour, I had forgotten what seasons look like, the dazing red, the happy yellow, the bright green, the sweet orange.
I went for a walk and met this elderly lady with a basket a her purse inside, she smiled and said "hello".
I went for a run while the sun was going down, and I though "well, you know what, my life is not perfect, it was never, and never it will, but there's so much to it, there's so much beauty, so much love, so many treasured memories, even if I consider the regrets, the doubts, the pain, the things I don't understand or the ones I wish I could change, here I'm
I'm here not by chance but because I chose to, because I made a stand, because I believed that it's too late only when you decide to give up.
Now I worry less, run slower and when a sweet old lady smiles at me I cry.