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Describe the one decision in your life where you wish you could get a “do-over.” Tell us about the decision, and why you’d choose to take a different path this time around.
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The one do-over I would fix if I could go back is to look more at myself. I have a habit being good or bad of thinking of others before me.
There are drawbacks in doing this. I can carry fear of hurting someone’s feelings, forcing me to go against my own instincts. I can commit to things that I wish I would not have.
But on the flip-side I have touched many who have been in the bed with illness. I have made those smile who carry disabilities. I have let the lonely know I care.
But for me I have always had a weight problem. I believe my mother’s words were, I imagine your real mother fed you nothing but whole milk making you so heavy.
Those words were stamped on my soul, never letting me forget that in some ways I was a disappointment by not being thinner. I weighed more than the other children in elementary. By the time I was in high school I fit in better but still considered myself pudgy.
When I started having my babies they became my life. I loved them and enjoyed most minutes of their lives with them. Once again I put myself, my weight and my looks aside. I just enjoyed life I guess. I loved and still do love making precious memories.
After divorce hit, I lost a lot of weight, but I am still heavy. I often wonder if this is the reason I have no mate in my life, not sure, but maybe.
Now years later I am getting close to another birthday and this one is a biggie. I will be 60. Wow, that sounds old to me. Would I go back and change my life? Probably not. Did I make mistakes? Who doesn’t?
But for health and good habits maybe I would have taken just a few moments each morning I looked in front of the mirror and taken a good look at myself. Maybe I would weigh less than I do today.
I guess what really matters is how I feel about what I did with my life. Would I change that part; the answer is no. I love my kids. I love being able to help others. Even though I haven’t done it lately, I love to sketch. I love photography. I love my friends. So all in all, life isn’t so bad after all. Who cares if I don’t fit into those size 3’s…some of us have to fit into those size larges, or the companies would go out of business!!!