watering the weeds
Watering the weeds
By Summer Bacon
“Going through life is like playing a Mozart piano concerto in public while trying to learn the instrument as you go along,” my friend, Burt, wrote in an email to me. We had just reconnected after 41 years, and after our “catch up on the past” emails, we started chatting about our life views.
There's a Milky Way candy bar commercial that cracks me up every time I see it. A female tattoo artist is tattooing the arm of an older guy. She is supposed to be tattooing the words, "NO REGRETS," but instead tattoos "NO REGERTS" because she is so busy eating her Milky Way candy bar. For some reason I find this so symbolic of life...especially my life. I have had many "regerts" that seem to be tattooed on my heart; all of the "woulda, coulda, shouldas" of life.
Today Dr. Peebles said (and I paraphrase), "You humans say, 'If only I had known then...' but, my dear friends, you could not have known then!"
Dr. Peebles' words finally sunk in. Having regrets about things I couldn't have known because I hadn't yet learned the lessons would be like getting mad at my 2 year old self for not knowing that 1+1=2. I didn't even know simple math at that stage of my life.
Sometimes I think, "I should have known better." Well, maybe I shoulda, but I went through with it anyway, because I had a lesson to learn that I would not have learned otherwise. Without the experience, I never would have grown.
No regerts anymore.