Imagine today was your last day on earth.
Imagine that today you could look back and reflect on all the things you would have done differently.
Would you have regrets?
I can tell you that as I sit here in the dawn of the early morning, sipping my coffee and reflecting on the going-ons of my life – I would have changed a few things…
I would have would looked at my body in a different light. I wouldn’t care about those few extra pounds, or my lack of definition in my glutes.
I wouldn’t care about the 500 calorie chocolate chip muffin I finished for my toddler.
I would have yelled at my kids a little less, cuddled a little more, and watched a little more intent. I would have said “yes” when I said “no” – when I said no to a freezie, or no to playing LEGO, or no to “Mom, come watch this!”
I would have rolled the windows down and let my hair blow around instead of glaring at my husband for messing up my hair.
I would have taken more trips; road trips, day trips, exotic trips… I would have soaked in all the culture and adventure life has to offer.
I would have cared less about the mess and spent more time doing things with my loved ones.
I would have put the phone down. Opened my eyes to what’s around me; the sights and sounds of the world and the people in it.
I would have chatted with more people in line at the grocery store, instead of caring what people thought about me for asking about their top.
I would have gone out with friends instead of cancelling last minute because my anxiety would rather hide in the comfort of my home.
I would have put on the bikini and strutted across the beach, not giving a damn. I would have picnicked with my kids on the blanket, sitting with all of my loose skin and rolls hanging out, as I ate sandwiches and grapes and juice boxes.
I would have gotten up early and watched more sunrises. I would have appreciated more of Mother Nature’s natural beauty.
I would have visited my grandparents more. Listened to them, talked with them about life…
I would have cared less about dirt tracked in the house by the kids because they just came in from playing outside.
I would have kissed my family more; said I love you way more.
I would have said yes to more bike rides, and more after dinner walks to the park.
I would have held my babies a little longer despite society telling me “not to coddle them”.
I would have left the house without makeup on, or my hair done.
I would have taken the long way home, drove a little slower, and listened to my kids talk about their day.
And most importantly, I would have done my Sunday dinners with my parents. I would have talked to them more, visited more.
Today might not be my last day – it could be – but it might not… I may actually have the chance to knock one these things off my list. Maybe 5… maybe more.
What would you change? Would you have regrets?
I know for sure that those small things that you have been worrying about don’t really matter. In the end you may have regrets, but you don’t have to. You can implement these things now.
Stop overthinking. Stop worrying. Start LIVING.