On Regret
I've had a lot of time to think and reflect lately and regret keeps coming to my mind.
The 80's Queen song keeps playing over and over in my mind.
"And bad mistakes
I've made a few..........
but I've come through!"
But it's not really about those mistakes. Yes, I have made some doozeys, hurt people that I care deeply about, chose paths that made my life harder. But that is life and learning. It makes me who I am today, and, given the choice to go back and change things, I would have to think long and hard about it because I love who I am now, what these decisions made me.
My choices are what has led me to this amazing time in my life.
No, the regret that eats at me the most is the things I did not do. The days I stayed home instead of going out with friends. The times I sat at the bar instead of dancing. The hikes I bowed out of. The unfinished black belt.
They were all little things at the time, things I avoided out of fear or embarrassment. Things I thought I could do later.
But, now they are gone. Now even walking brings me pain. Biking and dancing are out of the question. One of these days, walking won't even be an option.
I want to scream to all of the young people out there to get off of their sofas, get out and dance, run, bike, hike.
Because someday it might be gone.
So, yea, as cliche as it may be, dance like no one is watching, live like there is no tomorrow, savor the freedom of movement, hang onto the joy of life.
And I will walk, slowly, and savor that.
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