Hindsight can make our past years seem perfect at times; it can also fill us with regret. Is hindsight something to gloat about, or is it a tool that ought to keep us honest and smarter in our everyday choices? This is a question I wrestle with and whose answer I find elusive and not as perfect as the clarity of hindsight itself. I do have regrets as I look back at some youthful decisions, but never have I felt more certain of the value Ive gained from the four long-term relationships Ive had in the last 33 years of my life. Even in hindsight, there is nothing I would change about them. I might have felt caged and cloistered, even suffocated and lost at times, but as I look back at the moments I experienced while in a relationship, I mostly find smiles and joy as I reflect upon those times, and the richness they added to my life.