What would you change?

Tx girl said:
*eyes Harvey* hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm no more compliments!!!

Probably for the better...<thinks about it>

Nahhh....I sortta like hearing you say nice things about me. :)
 
Tx girl said:
Ohhhhh i could go on and on

....but then you'd be lying. :)

Eep, we hijacked the thread!

C'mon, people! Let us all know what you'd change!! Share with us!!
 
*S* there's not too much I'd change. stop a few fights. save a few friendships, and choose college over a guy! I messed that one up pretty bad. but oh well.
 
ShiningEyes said:
*S* there's not too much I'd change. stop a few fights. save a few friendships, and choose college over a guy! I messed that one up pretty bad. but oh well.

With the possible exception of life-support, it's never ever too late.... :) That's the beauty part about life....you always get to choose how to fill tomorrow...awwwwww, alright...I'm cut off from talking...<climbs down off his soapbox>
 
With the possible exception of life-support, it's never ever too late.... That's the beauty part about life....you always get to choose how to fill tomorrow...awwwwww, alright...I'm cut off from talking...<climbs down off his soapbox>

your right there! *S* can't figure it out tho....am i following you or are you following me? LOL :devil: :p
 
I wouldn't change a thing. I've made more than my share of mistakes in the past but without that experience my life would be completely different. I wish I would have had a more active social life in high school but if that increases the possibility that I would have gotten some girl pregnant and would be about ten years into raising a child. I wish that I would have chosen a different college but there's no telling what kind of trouble I could have gotten into elsewhere. I wish that I wouldn't have nearly killed myself in that car crash but the accident could have been much worse, what if I would have walked away but the people in the other car were killed? I wish I wouldn't have wasted as many years as I did working that worthless dead end job but that experience qualified me for my current job that I'm fortunate to have. I wouldn't dare try to alter the tapestry of my life by pulling at the threads.
 
Innocous Threads

I don’t know how many innocuous threads there are in my life; certainly a few, but they’re camouflaged well. I’d definitely take better care of my health, and hope it would lead to a few more years, and a chance to hold, and help a grandchild just a bit longer.

I wouldn’t take that last run down Arctic Valley; you know the one, it’s the time when my legs were burning and tired from too many twists and turns. The wind was bitterly cold, and the wind blown snow caught an edge. That run cost me my right knee.

I would have jumped just a bit higher, and cleared that fence in Christchurch. That fall cost me my left knee. Damn, those knees still hurt.

I don’t think I would have married wife number two; that would have saved me three mostly miserable years. But then again, there were no children, no really bad times, and a few exceptionally good ones, so I don’t know. I’ll have to think a bit longer about that decision.

I regret the decision my wife made to abort our first child; we weren’t yet married, and I supported her in that decision, I was even there during the procedure. We were young and on the surface survived, mostly intact. But that decision has haunted us for more then two decades; oh how that moment, and the moment that led to it, has affected our lives.

I would have bailed out of the stock market earlier in the spring of 2000. I was too greedy, too self confident; that decision means I’ll be working five years longer (if my health holds up).

I wouldn’t have bought that ugly blue sweater; now that should be a safe thread to undo, and I don’t think I’d keep all those old clothes, the ones that don’t quite fit, thinking, 10 more pounds and they’ll look great. The ten pounds are still there, and the clothes aren’t really that good after all.

I’d throw away more things when I move. I swear, there are still boxes that haven’t seen the light of day from three moves ago. But then again, it’s fun to open those time capsules, read old newspapers, discover the kid’s old toys. There was a “binky” in one of those old boxes, and for a moment after I opened it, Ben was 2 again, trying to talk and giggle with that plug in his mouth. Like I said, there may be a few innocuous threads in my life, but they’re well camouflaged.
 
oh, and I'd NEVER have had any photos taken of me during the 80's, thinking I looked cool in leg warmers, heels and ra-ra skirts.... <shudder>
:D
 
I read some of these posts with tears in my eyes. You ladies that have suffered such abuse deserve a medal for your tenacity in overcoming it. I have lived a long time (58 years next Sunday) and have never been able to understand why a man could or would abuse his wife or a child.

My wife and I lived through some very lean years as we grew older. We had our little fights like everyone else, but we never let the sun set on our anger. And surviving the tough times only made the good times even better.

If there was one thing I could change? I would have told her more often that I loved her. Now it's too late.
 
ch-ch-ch-ch-changes.....

If I could, I would have never had started smoking.

I would have started playing golf when I was a kid, instead of laughing that those who did. (they're now kickin' my ever luvin' ass on the golf course).

I would have gotten in on the Wal-Mart IPO, instead of making fun of the people that work there. (if there are any wal-mart associates in here...I apologize).

etc, etc, etc.
 
You know...I've been reading thru these posts and see how so many have suffered but have made such wonderful come backs! It's a great thing to see. I know there's nothing I can do about the past and not much I wanna change, but I'm gonna add something to what I've already posted. If I had known what I know now so long ago...I would have done a lot more for my sister. She and I are 1 year 1 month apart to the day. She has had a very hard life. And it all started some years ago when a very very emotional thing happened to both of us. I'm taking into consideration that no one knows what I'm talking about. But I think you all would know where I'm coming from. I now feel I should have acted as the bigger sister and helped her in every way I could. *sigh* It's sad that I didn't do anything to help her so long ago.
 
*S* I have, but she blames herself for what happened to me. And I blame myself for what happened to her. It was neither hers nor my fault. But it happened to both of us none the less.
 
I've thought several times about things I could've done different, but at the same time I finally decided that I wouldn't do anything different. All the experiences I've had good and bad, and even abusive have all contributed to make me the person I am. Things I would have changed may have prevented me from growing in some important areas. My sympathy does go out to all who were abused. Time may heal all wounds, but sometimes we just don't live long enough.
 
I would change my mom. Some how I would have love to have gotten her to stop calling me stupid, dumb and fat. I would have loved for her to have paid more attention to me and shown me love. If she had maybe I wouldn`t be so do on myself. Blame myself for everything that goes wrong and not tried to kill myself 3 times.

I might even be still with the man i love . The funny thing, when my mom called me fat , i wasn`t....i just wasn`t skinny enough for her.

Amy
 
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