I’m a smart person. I consider myself very smart, actually. I don’t mean to be egotistic because I know there are hundreds of thousands of people smarter than me. But I also know that there are some who struggle with learning or are not as blessed in cognitive reasoning or conceptualization. Despite my intelligence and aptitude, I can be stupid sometimes - or, should I say, I act stupidly - and I’m the one who suffers from that behavior. I’m sure that if I acted differently I could have been or done something more with my life. Continue reading ‘Regret Lesson #2: Failing at Skool’
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When I was in high school - or maybe jr high - I ran on the track team. I was a sprinter and ran the 100 and 200 meter dash occasionally filling in for a 400 meter relay spot and the long jump. It was the first (and only) sport I played because I don’t count the half season of freshman football I played. It was the only sport I enjoyed and the only one that didn’t require hand-to-eye coordination (something I lacked with my bad vision). I didn’t enjoy the practices so much and didn’t apply myself as I wish I had (another regret but not one that I feel compelled to write too much about). And as a young kid who was different and somewhat of a loner it still was hard to get a long with some people on the team. One person in particular was very difficult to get a long with and I often found myself at odds with him. But the conflict I shared spilled over to an innocent bystander and she got hurt and it was my fault. And that, I regret and wish I had the chance to apologize for my reckless behavior. Continue reading ‘Regret Lesson #1: People Do, In Fact, Have Feelings’
I think everyone has regrets in life; I haven’t found someone who said I did everything in life perfectly. I know I have my share of regrets that I think about everyday. Of course I wish I had behaved differently, done things another way, chosen so other path - I am sorry for those things I did or didn’t do - and regret the pain I inflicted on others or myself. But I also know my mistakes and the lessons learned from them make me who I am. But I would be remiss if I didn’t recognize what I learned.
