“If I Had My Life To Live Over….”, would I really change what I have done and how I have lived?

I was in my Secret Garden with my morning devotions and the thought came to mind…what would I do if I had my life to live over.  

Perhaps my younger readers haven’t given it much thought…I know I didn’t in my younger years.

But as we get older (and wiser maybe?) we tend to think back when remembering loved ones, etc.

Sooooo today I am waxing philosophical…not waxing cars etc… though now that I mention it, my car is due for a good waxing! .:)

 

Last January, I posted quotes from Erma Bombeck, in a post titled…”If Life is a Bowl of Cherries…”

And I am attaching a few of her book titles today as well as some of her funny (and true for me) quotes from over the years. I hope you like them!

For a little background:  Erma was an American humorist who achieved great popularity for her funny and sometimes serious newspaper columns! She wrote columns about life living in the Midwest.  She was a suburban housewife and in the 1970s, her columns were read, twice weekly, by 30 million readers of 900 newspapers.

 

 

 

“Did you ever notice that the first piece

of luggage on the carousel never belongs to anyone?”

― Erma Bombeck

 

 Erma’s analogy of kites in relation to children growing up is one of my favorites. Please see below.

Erma Bombeck has since passed away…. but her humor lives on!

I would like to take the liberty to post a column she wrote titled “If I had my life to live over…”, because maybe…just maybe, one of these little things in our lives is changeable, no matter what our age is.

Below is the column, “If I had my life to live over….” 

 

“IF I HAD MY LIFE TO LIVE OVER…

I would have talked less and listened more.

I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained and 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 rambling about his youth.

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 burned the pink candle sculped like a rose before it melted 
in storage.

I would have sat on the lawn with my children and not worried about grass stains.

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

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 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, realising 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” and more “I’m sorry’s”

. . . but mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute . . . 
look at it and really see it . . . and never give it back.” 
― Erma Bombeck

 

 

Thanks Erma…., now I am going to bring out the Mikasa China that has been stored in their original boxes for over 40 years….and used perhaps 3 times.

The Captain is going to think it is a special occasion and you know what?  It is now! 😉

 

 

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