This is one of those pretty well covered, been emailed around a lot, posted everywhere lists.  But I like it, I want to remember it, and this is my blog, so I am posting it. 


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 new clothes and not worried about 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.