I started this blog to kind of take place of a journal. I'm looking over my blog, and it's a nice highlight blog, but it doesn't really say much about me and my every day thoughts on anything. I need to get real and put some thoughts on this thing. So beware! You might not like it!
My thoughts today in the shower (after my usual beating over how much weight I've put on over the years) consisted of regrets. Bobby is in a band. I call them "The Regrets." I only call them this because I think most of us regret not taking those piano lessons (or voice, violin, guitar, etc.) more seriously when we were young. Some people say they have no regrets in this life. Lucky them. I have so many. Some seem dumb or trivial, but they are regrets none the less!
Here are some of mine, and they are in no particular order:
1. piano lessons could have been appreciated more
2. voice lessons could have been taken more seriously
3. first four years of community college
4. not really listening in seminary (at least I went)
5. letting peers intimidate me one too many times
6. that haircut in 5th grade
7. not flossing religiously
8. a few guys
9. Autumn (the name not the season)
10. Marley (a dog not a singer)
11. a few purchases on credit
12. wedding reception or two (not just my own)
13. laying my (first three) sleeping babies on their bellies
14. an email or two (Sorry, Karen)
15. Oh, and I have to mention the glasses I wore for a short time in high school. I won't ever admit it verbally, but I wrote this one for you, Bob! They were cool at the time, I swear!
Here are some regrets. I fear I could go on and on. Some make me laugh thinking back and some make me cry. I've grown because of each of these regrets. Would I do them over again? No. I think that's what makes them a regret.