We all get a dash
but it is rather short
and we spend so much time
trying to make it align
but actually, we just distort.
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The Age of Regret
Before I dive into this post I want to make one thing perfectly clear and that is the fact that I am a fairly contented person. Life is life. I get it. I understand the concept of making choices based on what you are capable of at the moment. Of course, regret is going to come into play as you gain more understanding and perspective. That’s just a natural part of life. But no one should beat themselves up too much with the sometimes heavy bat of regret. Sure, there are things that could have been done better but no one has a time machine DeLorean* so we just have to learn from it and keep moving on by doing better next time. I get it. I get all that. That being said, I must admit recently, I have started to let a couple of my biggest regrets occupy more space in my mind than I normally do. So much space they have moved south to my heart to inflict some wounds. It seems like I have entered the age of regret. In an effort to minimize them to more manageable sizes, I’m going to share them with you.
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Padding the Obit
I have reached a certain age. The age in which I apparently am starting to notice obituaries. For anyone younger than 30, this sounds morbid. For anyone older than 40, this probably sounds relatable. Not that I am seeking out obits to read. I’m not to that stage in the game. Yet. But the final write ups or the summation of a person’s life that I do read I am starting to take note. Note number one is: I better start padding my obit.
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Enough
I’m smart enough to know I’m not that smart.
I’m whole enough to know I’m a bit broken.
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I just realized that title might make you think I am going to share some kind of secret about toilet paper. Like, how to get it for cheap. Not to disappoint you but my posts are never that useful. I mean, if I knew how to live a thrifty life I would be sharing my know-how. Trust me. No, my posts are never that real world helpful. Instead, I am going to share about how two things govern our behavior and interaction with other people. I’m talking about perception and projection.
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We all have an end we come to
a time we say goodbye
and there’s no point asking why
so, I have a request of you
of what I want you to do.
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Up until this moment, Harrison had only managed to go to one funeral. That was for his father nearly twenty years ago and it was awkward. He didn’t mourn his father’s death. He couldn’t. He mourned the loss of his father when he left his family years before. By the time his funeral came around, he was already grieved out. So, that was a different experience than what he felt today.
Today he was at Mrs Carrington’s funeral. It was much different than his father’s. The anticipated crowd size was so much that the services were being held in a community center. Good call. Harrison looked around and didn’t see an empty chair. He could also see people standing in the hallway. Of course Mrs Carrington would have so many people wanting to come and pay their respects. She taught school for over 30 years. Every year there were probably 20-30 students in her class. She probably made each one feel as special as she made him feel when he was in her class. That was a lot of influence.
Rachel snuggled into his arm and whispered, “You okay?”
He nodded. “She was a great teacher.”
She nodded her head.
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You had dreams
and you worked hard to reach them.
You set goals
and you try hard to achieve them.
But sometimes life seems to say
no, not today, no way.
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