I’ve Had a Few

Regrets, that is. I’ve long marveled at those individuals who proudly proclaim that they have no regrets, that they wouldn’t change a single thing in their lives.

I would. There are decisions I would change, words I would say or un-say, places I would go, times I would stay home instead. Each time I heard someone say that they had no regrets, I thought there must be something wrong with me or the way I lived my live. Was I too timid? Did I not make the hard choices? Then I read something that changed my perspective:

The irony of these feelings [of regret] is that we can only experience them because we have grown and changed. Our perspective shifts as we age, and we look back through the eyes of experience, wisdom, compassion, and a deeper understanding about human difficulties.

Amy S. D’Aprix, From Surviving to Thriving: Transforming Your Caregiving Journey

Yes, yes, yes! The adult me would make different choices than the teenaged me. That doesn’t make the teenaged me anything but human. And maybe today I would do things differently than I would a month or a year ago because today I see the situation differently or understand it more deeply.

I’ve been more at peace since I read those words. I’ve made mistakes and learned from them and grown over the years. No regrets about that!

What about you? Where do you fall on the regrets continuum?

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