One of us decided that our “regrets” would make a good topic of conversation.
I started this post several times and at one point my list was quite long. This will probably be the shortest post you will ever see from me because although there are many choices that I have made, many ‘sins of omission’, most of what has happened in my life have worked out for the best.
I haven’t been perfect, not by a long shot. I can’t say that every piece of lead has turned to gold. I can’t say that every cloud has had a silver lining but what I have and have not done has led me to where I am now in my life and the people around me. I am not always happy, I can’t say that I am even always content, but it’s my life and I am here with you lovely people.
Being here, being on this blog and my other blog would never have happened had I not made a few of what could be considered ‘errors in judgment’, downright bad choices or moments when I failed to act upon a situation, or opportunities unseized. I certainly would never have tried to write a ‘romance’. I wouldn’t even have my beautiful grandchildren had I not done things that I could otherwise regret,(such as moving to Kentucky.)
So let us reconsider regrets and do some reflecting. Once one takes responsibility for one’s actions, (or inactions, as the case may be), a person can see where good comes of what at first was bad. Even if there is dreadfulness, we can learn from it, if not rectify it. We can try not to be scared but strengthened by unfortunate acts of misjudgment or lost opportunities, especially if in that strength we find compassion for others who have their own reasons for regret.
I hope everyone takes these words to heart and finds peace among their regrets.
[On the other hand, The Hound’s mention yesterday of not taking the opportunity to see The Temptations did give me pause: history would not have been changed had I not been too shy to stop the people driving the car I was in when I saw John Sebastian walking down the street in the Georgetown section of Washington, DC. Many years later my nieces met him and told him the story; he said that I should have stopped him and that if the opportunity presents itself again, I should speak to him. I will.]