We all have them.  Some are small and insignificant, “I wish I wouldn’t have eaten that 2nd piece of cake”; to the slightly more significant, “I should have spent more time with my kids today”;  to the overwhelmingly significant, “I wish I would have made peace with her before she died.”  I guess that part of living a productive life is to go through it with as few regrets as possible but we get caught up so easily in the busyness that is life and we tend to put off for tomorrow the uncomfortable issues of today.

My children’s paternal grandmother passed away a year ago. Their relationship was strained at best. Bitterness from the divorce seeped into the grandmother / granddaughter relationship.  Attempts at fence mending fell flat and the girls counted on time to help heal wounds.  But life is fickle and time was not their friend.   The girls did not know their grandmother was near death; they were not informed by their father or his family.  My youngest daughter received a phone call from her grandmother about a month before she passed away,  but she was busy, forgot, and did not return the call.  She will probably always carry the guilt, the regret,  of that un-returned call.  The last chance at a conversation, a reconciliation.

Our failure to act can cause repercussions that will last us a lifetime… the missed job opportunity, the relationship that might have been, the education we keep putting off, or the final good-bye.

Regret for the things we did can be tempered by time; it is regret for the things we did not do that is inconsolable.  -Sydney J. Harris

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2 Responses to Regrets

  1. rachelb64 says:

    ❤ beautiful mommy


  2. rachelb64 says:

    Says Laura 🙂 Her youngest. I stole her computer and was reading her blog.


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