If I Had My Life To Live Over

Erma Bombeck wrote the following before she passed from cancer. I felt compelled to share this because we are often preoccupied with things that are so insignificant. We are attached to what things look like, we make up stories about people that are just that....made up! We inject our "stuff" into the air that others breath and it is stifling! And of course, a conversation could clear the air but it seems easier to breath the pollution. We talk ourselves into feeling better to go to jobs that we hate and we are not patient with one another.

She is right, how much time do we spend trying to figure out why this person doesn't like us, or what did we say to make this person stop talking to us, or what did they mean by that email. It goes on and on....

When I read this it was like a breath of fresh air! And as usual, Erma Bombeck has a point.. it doesn't really matter. Live life!

Enjoy~

SheNotes


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IF I HAD MY LIFE TO LIVE OVER

by Erma Bombeck

I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of pretending the earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren't there for the day.

I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage. I would have talked less and listened more.

I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained, or the sofa faded.

I would have eaten the popcorn in the 'good' living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace.

I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth. I would have shared more of the responsibility carried by my husband.

I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.I would have sat on the lawn with my grass stains.

I would have cried and laughed less while watching television and more while watching life.

I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, wouldn't show soil, or was guaranteed to last a lifetime.

Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I'd have cherished every moment and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.

When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, 'Later. Now go get washed up for dinner.'

There would have been more 'I love you's' More 'I'm sorry's.'

But mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute. look at it and really see it . . live it and never give it back.

STOP SWEATING THE SMALL STUFF!!! Don't worry about who doesn't like you, who has more, or who's doing what Instead, let's cherish the relationships we have with those who do love us.

If you don't mind, send this on to all the women you are grateful to have as friends. Maybe we should all grab that purple hat earlier.