“If I had my life to live over…
Someone asked me the other day if I had my life to live over would I change anything.
My answer was no, but then I thought about it and changed my mind.
If I had my life to live over again I would have waxed less and listened more.
Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy and complaining about the shadow over my feet, I’d have cherished every minute of it and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was to be my only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.
I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.
I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained and the sofa faded.
I would have eaten popcorn in the “good” living room and worried less about the dirt when you lit the fireplace.
I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.
I would have burnt the pink candle that was sculptured like a rose before it melted while being stored.
I would have sat cross-legged on the lawn with my children and never worried about grass stains.
I would have cried and laughed less while watching television … and more while watching real life.
I would have shared more of the responsibility carried by my husband which I took for granted.
I would have eaten less cottage cheese and more ice cream.
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 a day.
I would never have bought ANYTHING just because it was practical/wouldn’t show soil/ guaranteed to last a lifetime.
When my child kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, “Later. Now, go get washed up for dinner.”
There would have been more I love yous … more I’m sorrys … more I’m listenings … but mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute of it … look at it and really see it … try it on … live it … exhaust it … and never give that minute back until there was nothing left of it.”
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I love the above beautiful writing by author and humorist Erma Bombeck. She captures it all in a nutshell.
When I was younger, I remember wanting to rush the stages of life – I wanted to hurry up and finish high school, hurry to my 20’s to be a “grownup”, so I could do what I wanted to do; hurry up to work full-time to earn my own money. Now, many moons later, I am flat out tired! And I’d like to slow down the clock a little bit. But, of course that’s not possible.
As I get older, I reflect back on my life of rushing around as a working mom with two very active girls and trying to work full-time and get all the motherhood “duties” and household “chores” done. As I am a little older now, maybe wiser (the jury is still out on that one), I realize it was those special moments in our lives that I cherished the most. When my sweet girls would look up and giggle and make me laugh or say something funny.
But, we can’t “turn back the wheels of time.” I wish we could “freeze dry” some of the more wonderful moments, but we can’t. We can only move forward one day at a time, one moment at a time. So, my goal at this stage in my life is to try to not sweat the small stuff, and remember you only have the present, so capture it!
I am close to being a first-time grandmother, and I fully intend on cherishing every single moment of that! Because I know those moments will go by way, way too quickly!
Bye for now.