Southern writer and Alabama forester Ray Clifton writes about thankfulness and regret in a recent blog post. He is very talented.
And he got me to thinking. But let’s look solely at regret.
I regret almost the entirety of my life before age 50, so many things I wish I’d done differently and/or better. Yes, a half century of wrong.
Oddly, I do not dwell on it. That’s probably because things have improved so much since I turned 50. Regrets over the past 18 years are few and trivial.
I regret not putting double sinks in our downstairs bathroom and not running propane lines inside the walls of the Hacienda for heating.
But the regrets from my first 50 years have nothing to do with sinks and heat. They have to do with the head and heart. I did it all wrong.
Perhaps this is why I want to believe in reincarnation.
Give me another chance, will you? I’ll do better next time. Promise.