Regret.  At some point in life we all experience it.  We may even dwell on those thoughts and allow them to consume us.   In my twenties I was making the “mistakes” and just living my life.  In my thirties I was busy dealing with the “I should have done this or that” and honestly allowing myself to feel lesser than.  Now in my forties I am just trying to accept myself and actually do something about the “should haves” and enjoy my life.  I am trying to tackle these things head on.  If I wanted to be a writer all my life, then why not work on it now?  Why not pull out the book I started at nineteen and see if I can finish it?  What about all of those paintings I kept from art school that my professor told me not to discard because one day I would know how to finish them…Why not take a look at them?  Life’s too short not to tackle our dreams and right our wrongs.  I love to read about people running their first marathon at sixty or going back to school at forty.  Some mornings I wake up and I just can’t believe how fast life has been and at the same time how much life I have lived.  The speed seems to slow down during the work hours and of course it flies by as soon as I am off the time clock.  Why does the real living part of life go so fast?  Maybe I should make a bucket list.  In fact, I will make one, because life is too short for a case of the should haves.

Next up-The Bucket List.

6 thoughts on “A Case of the Should Haves

  1. My mother went back to university at 50! She’ll graduate with her Master’s degree in December. šŸ™‚

    The more unrealistic we are with our dreams and goals, the more we are able to achieve. Life is too short šŸ˜‰

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s