Monday, December 27, 2004

Erma Bombeck

i got this in an email a while ago....its just hittin me now i think


IF I HAD MY LIFE TO LIVE OVER - by Erma Bombeck
(written after she found out she was dying from cancer).

I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of pretending the earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren't there for the day.

I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage.

I would have talked less and listened more.

I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was
stained, or the sofa faded.

I would have eaten the popcorn in the 'good' living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace.

I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.

I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.

I would have sat on the lawn with my grass stains.

I would have cried and laughed less while watching television and more while watching life.

I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, wouldn't show soil, or was guaranteed to last a lifetime

Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I'd have cherished every moment and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.

When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, "Later. Now go
get washed up for dinner." There would have been more "I love you's." More
"I'm sorry's."

But mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute...look at
it and really see it . live it and never give it back. Stop sweating the
small stuff.

Don't worry about who doesn't like you, who has more, or who's doing what.

Instead, let's cherish the relationships we have with those who do love us.

Let's think about what God HAS blessed us with. And what we are doing each
day to promote ourselves mentally, physically, emotionally. I hope
you all have a blessed day.

1 Comments:

Blogger FBombAndy said...

When it hits you, it hits hard. (I kinda sat here for 15 minutes.) There's just so much to accomplish, and it seems like it will never be finished.

And to think, if someone had forwarded this to me, I would have paid no attention to it. Scary...

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