Most of the things I regret have to do with hurting other people, not myself.  Sure, I’ve made mistakes and gone through hard times, but I don’t regret the problems and pain since I’ve learned so many lessons. What I do regret is not learning those lessons faster.

I just got one of “those” phone calls. The ones that start with, “I have some bad news.” The ones that end with you regretting something: not calling, not professing love, not spending time, not taking a chance.

Why do we wait for one of these wake up calls (so to speak) to make a change? And why do the changes rarely last? How many times have you sworn you learned your lesson and will change your ways, only to revert quite quickly? Personally, I’ve lost count.

I recently did something big (well, for me anyhow). Take-a-chance-even-though-you’re-scared-to-death kind of big. How did it work out? I’m actually not sure yet. But, no matter. I did it. I didn’t make an excuse; I didn’t delay plans. I took a deep breath and jumped in. And just as important, I did it as myself. No worrying and trying to think of the right thing to say or do, instead just opening my mouth and heart.

Hopefully this means I’ve learned my lesson.