IF I HAD MY LIFE TO LIVE OVER
I would have talked less and listened more. I would have invited friends
over to dinner even if the carpet was stained and the sofa faded. I would
have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth. I
would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day
because my hair had just been styled. I would have burned the pink candle
sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage.I would have sat on the lawn
with my children and not worried about grass stains. I would have cried
and laughed less while watching television - and more while watching life.
If I had my life to live over, I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of
pretending the earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren’t there for the day. I
would never have bought anything just because it was practical, wouldn’t show soil or
was guaranteed to last a lifetime.
Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I’d have cherished every moment
and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist
God in a miracle.
When my kids kissed me I would never have said, “Later. Now go get washed up for din-
ner.”
If I had my life to live over, there would have been more “I love yous”... more “I’m
sorrys”...but mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute... look at it
and really see it...live it...and never give it back.
Be courageous and bold. When you look back on your life, you’ll regret the
things you didn’t do more than the ones you did.