Taking Nothing For Granted....

It has been a very relaxing Saturday so far nestled by a beautiful Spring Day.. Slight breeze blowing and all the windows and doors are thrown open..The Spring Cleaning has pretty much been done and a fun night with my man is on the horizon for the evening..sure to include a good dinner and maybe a movie..I am trying to get him to go to this coffee house I was wandering by a few weeks back in Old Town but he seems to think we have to wear berets and sunglasses and snap our fingers Beatnick style..I think I should dress up turtleneck and all and ask him if he's ready..My trip to the library today yielded some new reads and wandering around I came upon some Nora Ephron books I haven't read but also the great late Erma Bombeck who was not only a funny and amazing realist but a great woman...from time to time I read what she had written below when she found out she was diagnosed with Cancer...in light of what I am going through right now I thought it was worth a re-post..as it's been a while..Nicholas graduated to his brown belt in Taekwondo this morning and held his own when sparring with a grown man who was 6 ft tall...very proud of him..look around it is a beautiful life isn't it?

If I Had To Live My Life Over
-Erma Bombeck

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 children and not worried about 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, as well as spiritually.

Life is too short to let it pass you by.

We only have one shot at this and then it’s gone.

I hope you all have a blessed day.