Poetry: If I Had My Life To Live Over by Erma Bombeck

I have read this a so many times in my life. The realization that I have to just learn to let go and live the way I want to live without worrying about dirt, “improperness”, orderliness or perfection. I have learned to do the best I can, to be contented, happy and doing the things I want to do with no worries.Sometimes it is still hard and the feeling of embarrassment, dissapointment and “failure” still lingers but I do try to brush it off. I don’t want to regret anything….I want to be able to move on and just do it! Thank you Erma Bombeck.

If I Had My Life To Live Over
I would have talked less and listened more.
 I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained and the sofa faded.
I would have eaten the popcorn in the “good” living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace.
I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather rambling about his youth.
I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.
I would have burned the pink candle sculped like a rose before it melted in storage.
I would have sat on the lawn with my children and not worried about grass stains.
I would have cried and laughed less while watching television, and more while watching life.
I would have gone to bed when I was sick, instead of pretending the earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren’t there for the day.
 I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, wouldn’t show soil or was guaranteed to last a lifetime.
 Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I’d have cherished every moment, realising that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.
When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, “Later. Now go get washed up for dinner.”
There would have been more “I love you’s” and more “I’m sorry’s”
. . . but mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute . . . look at it and really see it . . . and never give it back.

Erma Bombeck


3 thoughts on “Poetry: If I Had My Life To Live Over by Erma Bombeck

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  2. Hi.
    Thank you so much. I hv always written this blog as I thought of things. I really do not hv a theme because i am not living with a theme. Honest would be a good theme:-)

    Tks for your comment…you have lifted my day!!

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