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 eaten the popcorn in the "good" living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace.I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather rambling about his youth.I would never have insisted the car windowsbe rolled upon a summer day because my hairhad just been teased and sprayed.
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.I would never have bought anything just because it was practical,wouldn't show soilor was guaranteed to last a lifetime.Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I'd have cherished every moment, realizing that the wonderment growing inside me was theonly chance in life to assist God in a miracle.When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, "Later. Now go get washed up for dinner."There would have been more"I love yous" and more "I'm sorrys". . . but mostly, given another shot at life,I would seize every minute . . .look at it and really see it . . .and never give it back.""
Poem from the late and great Erma Bombeck who always made me laugh. I need to dig out her books and re-read them this summer (feels good to say that - making plans for this summer.) Hugs