I don't know where this post belongs. It could be a part of several threads, I guess, but I'll run with it here, for now.
With the "little things you love" thread and the "parenting thread", and something I was just doing at home, I realized I may have a regret in life, and that's not something I thought I would say as I "mature"...
I have been in the slow process of cleaning-out the junk that has built-up over the years, that doesn't get used, is obsolete, etc. During lunch, I pulled some bed sheets out of the closet, fully intending them to go in the give-away pile. I realized those were the first sheets for my daughter's first "big girl" bed. BOOM! Here come the memories... I remember exactly where I bought the bed, the painstaking thought I put into which sheets she would have picked out, the care I took to put together the bed (just a basic twin bed, but I definitely treated that task with extra thought and care), and how freaking happy I was, standing there, looking at the finished product before she came home from daycare.
Of course, she loved it. Ran and jumped straight on there, beaming the whole time. And then I got it... That kid-hug all parents recognize. The one that says, without words, "Thanks, Daddy (or Mommy)! I love it!"
Anyway, what does this have to do with regrets? Life throws us curve balls, and we have to deal with them - I'm no different from others in this respect. I spend the bulk of my time/effort enjoying life with my kiddo - she fills up my life will all sorts of joys. I'm starting to understand that I'm disappointed there is a good chance I won't have another opportunity to go through the various life stages with another kiddo. I don't know if that will turn into a true regret, but it feels like it, right now.
Anyhow, not meant to be sad, sappy, etc. Anyone regret not going on that job interview, not accepting a certain position, not studying something else in school, etc.? (or am I the only one? LOL!)
With the "little things you love" thread and the "parenting thread", and something I was just doing at home, I realized I may have a regret in life, and that's not something I thought I would say as I "mature"...
I have been in the slow process of cleaning-out the junk that has built-up over the years, that doesn't get used, is obsolete, etc. During lunch, I pulled some bed sheets out of the closet, fully intending them to go in the give-away pile. I realized those were the first sheets for my daughter's first "big girl" bed. BOOM! Here come the memories... I remember exactly where I bought the bed, the painstaking thought I put into which sheets she would have picked out, the care I took to put together the bed (just a basic twin bed, but I definitely treated that task with extra thought and care), and how freaking happy I was, standing there, looking at the finished product before she came home from daycare.
Of course, she loved it. Ran and jumped straight on there, beaming the whole time. And then I got it... That kid-hug all parents recognize. The one that says, without words, "Thanks, Daddy (or Mommy)! I love it!"
Anyway, what does this have to do with regrets? Life throws us curve balls, and we have to deal with them - I'm no different from others in this respect. I spend the bulk of my time/effort enjoying life with my kiddo - she fills up my life will all sorts of joys. I'm starting to understand that I'm disappointed there is a good chance I won't have another opportunity to go through the various life stages with another kiddo. I don't know if that will turn into a true regret, but it feels like it, right now.
Anyhow, not meant to be sad, sappy, etc. Anyone regret not going on that job interview, not accepting a certain position, not studying something else in school, etc.? (or am I the only one? LOL!)
