10 Regrets No One Has At The End of Life. Take a sec to read it. Go ahead, I’ll wait… lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala…
So the article resonated with me, not in the sense that it said anything new. It’s kind of what you’d expect, pretty obvious stuff- spend time with your kids, tell your wife/husband you love her/him. Everyone says things like what you won’t say is- I really really really wish I’d spent more time at the office. The Facebook comment was unique to our prevailing social reality. I liked that one.
When I’m facing something out of my comfort zone, a decision I either have to make or a change I want to make, I always ask myself this question: When I’m on my death bed, what will I say?
That’s why, Jew that I am, I have a Christmas tree- although not this year because we’ll be spending Christmas in Montana where my daughter will have a Christmas tree.
Once upon a time I realized that when I am on my death bed I wouldn’t be saying- By gosh by golly I’m sure glad I never had a Christmas tree. I’d be giving myself a big fat head slap and saying- Damn! I shoulda had a Christmas tree! So we got a Christmas tree!
No excuses, no rationalizations, no apologies. Christmas tree. Christmas ornaments. Christmas presents. Christmas lights. The whole nine yards. Me. My ecstatic kids. My initially reluctant but eventually won-over husband.
When I’m on my death bed I will not be saying:
1. I should have eaten more broccoli.
2. I’m so sorry I ate milk chocolate as opposed to politically correct dark chocolate.
3. I wish I’d never learned to play Spoons. 
4. Fresh air sucks.
5. I shouldn’t have taken all those risks…
One more thing I won’t be regretting when I’m on my death bed- that I love and I am loved. That’s pretty much the only thing that matters anyway.
So I may or I may not post again before we leave. The next month or so is gonna be busy around here what with travel and visitors. And I still have this stupid finger to work around. However I do plan to release a few more books in 2014 than I did in 2013, which is relatively easy since I released zero in 2013. Just one of those years… And that’s another one of those regrets I won’t have. Life happens. You gotta roll with it.
So Julia says… Love you! And Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas!
Perfect.
Thanks, Jaye. And you too- the marvelous Christmas gifts on your site!
I’ve been pondering over a post like this ………. but I have many, so it could turn into a book …..
I wish you and your family a beautiful holiday season, your poor finger a swift healing, and may you have many new book releases in 2014.
Thanks Kat! You have a wonderful Christmas and a great New Year!
You could write a book, Tom. You fell out of a plane…
Wishes for a very Happy Holiday to you and the family! You don’t need a new book for us to love you.
Though, it wouldn’t hurt to treat us to something new one day. Hee Hee.
I hope that finger feels better soon.
I hope you have a FABULOUS Christmas! Give everyone hugs for the hunk and me!
Life is what happens to you while you are out making other plans. So, just as you have learned…..just roll with it and make the best of it as well. And enjoy, Enjoy, Enjoy!!!!!
Am going to go through the millions of millions of Word documents I have and try and find one special one. If I find it, will post it.
Well, the xp search function is just too good. Found the story in under 5 seconds.
This story/joke taught me to enjoy everything life has to offer no excuses, tears, or apologies.
THE IMPORTANCE OF SOURCE DOCUMENT CHECKING
In an ancient monastery, a new monk arrived to dedicate his life to copying ancient records. The first thing he noticed was that they were copying books not from the original source document, but from previously made hand copies.
He had to speak up. “Forgive me, Father Justinian, but copying additional copies from previous copies as opposed to the original allows many chances for error. How do we know we aren’t copying someone else’s mistake? Do we ever check our copies against the original?”
Father Justinian was startled! No one had ever suggested that before. “Well, that is a good point, my son. I will take one of these most recent copies down to the vault and study it against the original document.”
He went deep into the vault where no one else was allowed to enter, and started to study. The day passed and it was getting late in the evening. Father Justinian had not returned from the vault for evening prayers or for dinner. The monks began to worry. Finally, one monk decided to go look for him.
As he started to make his way down to the vault he heard loud sobbing. “Father Justinian?” he called out. As the monk moved on the sobbing became louder and more impassioned. He finally found the old priest sitting at a table with both the new copy and the original ancient book in front of him. He was sobbing uncontrollably, and it was obvious he had been crying a long time. “Father Justinian, what’s wrong?” asked the monk.
Father Justinian looked up at him with red eyes and sobbed, “Oh my Lord, the word is ‘celebrate’!!”
Roberta- heheheheheheheh! There is nothing about celibacy in the New Testament, aside from Paul’s stuff about not getting married cuz he thought the world was about to end.
Yes Roberta- totally!
Thanks Anny. You too! And I hope 2014 is better.
Thanks, Amber. I do have plans for 2014. Hopefully the coming economic chaos resulting from the pending health insurance crisis will not interfere!