No Regrets – really?!

You know sometimes when you hear that movie quote “LOVE means never having to say you’re sorry,” and you think, well that’s a crock o’ crap?

That’s how I feel when I hear people say, “No regrets,” meaning, I presume that they don’t regret, or allow themselves to think about regretting, ANYTHING. Which would be either, that they have delusions of perfection, or that they are totally in denial. Though, I’m sure I could use summa dat denial stuff, now and then. Like I’d like to forget about posting that Calista-Gingrich-has-woman-arrested-for-breastfeeding-in-public article, only to find out that it totally wasn’t true. That is totally what I get for breaking my never-talk-about-the-candidate’s-family-members-unless-it’s-Todd-Palin rule. (Because, I mean, how can you NOT?)

Anyway, not to be sidetracked by my temporary dopiness, (hey, that IS a word!), THIS post is about regretting not having said or done certain things. When you lose a friend or family member, and you wonder what you could have done or said that would have made everything better . . . made things easier for that person in their last days, communicated how you felt and how much you truly loved them  and were glad they were in your lives. I think the best we can do in this life is to make sure we are more OPEN than CLOSED.

It causes a lot of embarrassment, of course. Exposing yourself in certain ways can cost you.

But I remember when I decided to leave my job as an artist/writer at Hallmark – it was tough. I got to write and paint all day, and had lots of cool friends! But, I knew if I didn’t leave to learn the craft of comedy, I would always look back and be sorry. I never wanted to get to my death-bed and be worrying about myself in that way.

I probably won’t die by something like parachuting out of a plane, it will be something stupid like “She fell off her platform shoes into a tub of water while holding a plugged-in radio,” or “She drank her turpentine instead of her Diet Coke while painting her last masterpiece,” which, btw, is something I’ve actually done. Yes, I once drank a sip of turpentine by accident instead of my Diet Coke. Not much, obviously . . . I’m still here. (DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME.) Also, now, I keep the turpentine v. far away from my beverage while I work. Also, I’ve switched to acrylics, so now it’s just murky water tempting me.

Anywayz, I want to be more like Oscar Wilde and say something like (slight misquote): “Either that wallpaper goes, or I do.”

Try to achieve great things, fail a lot, make fool of yourself, achieve some stuff, love your family and friends, (and your ENEMIES, too, if you are VERY evolved, like Jesus), and laugh a lot along the way.

Allrighty, then.

No regrets.

peace,

trl

 

p.s. – In tagging this latest post, the auto-fill jumped in when I typed “Jesus,” and tried to fill in “Jerry Lewis.” That was jarring.

 

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