Saturday, July 05, 2014

He knows not what he sings....





"Regrets, I've had a few, but then again, too few to mention". Oh yeah, sing it Frank - or Elvis, or... (fill in your own singer of your favorite version here)


I call bullshit.

Am I really supposed to believe that he doesn't have regrets? That you all don't have regrets?

I sure do have them. Lots of them. And I'm tired of hearing that we shouldn't live with regret, that somehow to feel sorry for the way that we've mis-handled something in our lives is wrong. Thank goodness that we do feel regret, for if we did not, how would we ever be able to change? How could we grow and do things differently if we hadn't done them incorrectly in the first place?

To live a life with regret says that you have lived a life. I am not sorry about that. 

So, shut up Frank. You don't know what you're talking about.

Later.

7 comments:

Juli G said...

Interesting twist... regret helps us learn... kinda loving it. :)

Josie Two Shoes said...

I agree that anyone claiming to have no regrets by mid-life is either trying to fool us or themselves. I've got a bunch of them that span fifty years or more! There will ALWAYS be things we so wish we would have done differently. BUT, I think the problem comes if we decide to carry those regrets around like baggage in the form of guilt, self-hatred, and depression. What was, was. We can't undo it, we can't change it. We can only learn from it and move on. For all the things I think I did badly or failed to do altogether, my children will list a dozen things I did right that I didn't even realize they noticed. We are our own harshest critics, Jamie, the reality is that for most of us we did the best we could with what we knew and what we had at the time, even if that wasn't very darn good. God forgives, you believe that and so do I, the next step is to forgive ourselves, let it go and move on. XOXO, Josie

Maria said...

Jamie! I just checked my blog list & saw some new posts from you~Yay!
I'm so glad you're back. I've thought about you often, wondering how you were doing. Life can bitch slap us really hard sometimes, yes?
Just happy you're back & writing & sharing. Feel free to bitch, too.
Wishing you well on your upcoming surgery. Keep us posted.
Hugs,
Maria

Lena said...

I agree we can learn from regrets mostly. Sometimes though the opportunity has passed and it won't come again so we have to learn to accept the regrets and not let them sour the rest of our lives. I have to remember this one lots! I have many regrets and for a few there is no going back!

Leann said...

I suppose, technically, one would not have to call them regrets, but rather learning experiences. But yes, you are correct, without regrets how would we ever learn and grow to make a difference (hopefully positive) in our lives? It's good to see you posting again. I may join in, I'm not sure yet :-)

Dr. kold_kadavr_flatliner, MD, the sub/dude said...

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SOUL said...

could you check in---with someone? please?