If I had my life to live over

Week 11-If I had my life to live over
Thursday afternoon, 16:30 Sao Paulo, a city of 22 million people, bad things are going to happen, it is inevitable. My friend, Elizabeth and I were sitting at a red light, chatting about motherhood and how crazy it can be trying to keep track of everything that happens in a day, hour, minute! Suddenly, to the left of us, four police officers stormed into the nearby luncheonette, yelling ferociously, with guns flailing in the air. Three quick “pops” and two police officers left the snack bar, one supporting the other, with a wound to his left shoulder. I saw death, flash before my eyes! In a single second, life could be over. I ask myself, have I lived it? Truly done what I wanted to? Said what I wanted to say? Been who I want to be? Thankfully, I can say yes, to these deep questions. In the blink of an eye, drop of a pen, a split second…over. “How morbid”, one might say.”Too scary to think of” another thinks to them self. On the contrary my friends, when faced with the idea of death or dying we tend to examine the life that we live. If today was your last day on earth, would you feel fulfilled? If you answered “no”, to this question, then ask yourself, “What do I need to do in order to feel contentment?” You have the power to change your path. Only you can identify what needs to be modified to feel you are living life to the fullest! Carpe e diem! I will leave you this week with thoughts from Erma Bombeck, these words were written after she found out she was dying from cancer.

IF I HAD MY LIFE TO LIVE OVER

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.

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