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HarshIf I could take someone back in time, I'd take a couple of exs on a well earned cruise, then superglue their hands to the rail of the Titanic. Obviously, I'd be travelling first class to be sure of a place in the lifeboats.
hindsight huhI would like to go back to the time my Mum was in hospital, years ago now,
I was nine and seeing my lovely Mum all swollen and horrible was too much for me I backed away. As I was leaving a lady in the next bed offered me a sweet. I ran away, in tears.
I wish I could play that scene again, in a better way.
It still bothers me.
i hear youOh boy over all I have been so content in life the only times I would not like, again is losing those I have loved.
I´ll go back to the 60´sSometimes u get a lump in your throat and tears in your eyes just thinking back at those times
If I could turn back time, I would rewind to what turned out to be the last words my mother ever said to me. I'd just dropped her home from having a lovely midweek lunch out with her. As she stepped out of the car, she asked me if I wanted to come in for a cuppa. I politely declined, saying I had something or other to do. That was the last time she spoke to me. Two days later she was in a hospital bed and died of a massive cerebral bleed as a result of treatment for a stroke. I so wished I'd have made time for her that Thursday afternoon. That regret will stay with me for the rest of my life.
NO. You made the time to have that lovely lunch. You would have had to leave after the cuppa anyway and would have regretted leaving then, too, in hindsight. So you would have stayed longer again and then regretted leaving then instead. You had to end the date. She'd had a lovely lunch the last time she saw you. THAT was her lasting memory of you.If I could turn back time, I would rewind to what turned out to be the last words my mother ever said to me. I'd just dropped her home from having a lovely midweek lunch out with her. As she stepped out of the car, she asked me if I wanted to come in for a cuppa. I politely declined, saying I had something or other to do. That was the last time she spoke to me. Two days later she was in a hospital bed and died of a massive cerebral bleed as a result of treatment for a stroke. I so wished I'd have made time for her that Thursday afternoon. That regret will stay with me for the rest of my life.
I don't know about regrets, as such. More like lessons learned. I'm quite 'ho-hum' about these things.All we ever have is now, regrets are the past and you learn from them, live with unconditional love and hope.
What a lovely thing to say. You almost always manage to make me cry, most often with laughter but here with the capacity of an online friend to make me feel better about myself. Thank you!NO. You made the time to have that lovely lunch. You would have had to leave after the cuppa anyway and would have regretted leaving then, too, in hindsight. So you would have stayed longer again and then regretted leaving then instead. You had to end the date. She'd had a lovely lunch the last time she saw you. THAT was her lasting memory of you.
CVs may linger, but you should have just lied like everyone else! Straight "A"s in every subject Cookie. I'd believe it!I'd go back to 17:00 this afternoon. Me and a Pepsi Max in the afternoon sun, having clocked off for the day. I don't ask for much. Or to the '80s, more generally, when having this silly big hair would have been COMPLETELY acceptable. Or to before every exam I sat, when there was little competition and Bs were fine. I'd have made an effort and aced them all, because CVs linger.