Do Over

August 26th, 2010

I don’t know if this message was a response to a boarded up store in the neighborhood where I work or just a cry from the heart.  If the latter, I get it. There are so many things I’d like to undo:

I wish I’d been a better daughter.

I shouldn’t have thrown that Irish coffee at an old boyfriend in the middle of the street one night.

Being self-conscious instead of self-confident.

Saying yes when my brain shouted no — only about a million times.

What’s his name — wow, undo it.

Sitting on my bum so many years instead of exercising.

Withholding love, trust, a simple hug in order to maintain a resentment or a wall.

I don’t know anyone who doesn’t have to fall down and get dirty and get up and do something different they’d want to undo later. Over and over. And when you start undoing, where does it end? So many good things connected to so many regrettable things — if you start to unravel one, the others come loose, too.  So no undoing, but maybe just understanding.

One Response to “Do Over”

  1. What a terrible waste of Irish Coffee. *Sigh* ; )

    “When you start undoing, where does it end? So many good things connected to so many regrattable things…”

    Yes. Yes. And yes.

    This is a great post.

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