I have often heard people say they wish they could go back in time, that they would and they would change some things. I was a pretty smug young lady and, I thought the idea was absurd.
I was always the one self-righteously proclaiming, “I don’t NEED to go back. I’m going to live my life so I won’t have any regrets. So, I definitely don’t need to go back”, I said loudly from my perch upon my mighty High-Horse.
Life came along and gave me a good slap in the face, taught me a few things the hard way. That set me stumbling on a different path than the holier-than-thou path I had envisioned for myself.
Okay, okay, okay. I cry “UNCLE”. I give!
Can I go back? Can I change my mind?
If I could change my mind, If I COULD go back, I would go in a heartbeat. I would change some things. As a matter of fact, I would change a whole LOT of things. For starters, I would…
-Break some rules, especially some of those rules my mama had. I got beatings all the time anyway. So breaking those rules would only mean a few more beatings. Hahahaaaaa!
-Speak up for myself more instead of always listening to other peoples’ points of view.
-Party like crazy! I’d sneak out of the house at night and party instead of staying home like a “miss-goody-two-shoes”. I’d have some of that fun my friends laughed and talked about when grownups were not around. I’d get more beatings, but so what. I got more than my share of them without cause.
-Be more adventurous! Enough said about that.
-I would be as WILD AS A DAT-GUMMED DEER!!!
There now, I got that off my chest.