!@(AS9862.jpg popimg: “Mirror”)Do you ever reflect on your life and wonder how it would be different if you had made different choices? Would your life be better? The same? Worse? What causes you to reflect?
A blast from the past contacted me through gradfinder.com this past week. Bragging about all of their accomplishments, showed me a pic of their kid – maybe trying to get me to say that I miss them? Maybe to get me to say that I made a mistake? Eh? Who knows.
Fortunately for me I didn’t make a mistake in letting this person go. It was an unhealthy relationship. But having them contact me has made me stop to smell the daisies sitting on my kitchen table from my wonderful hubby (even with my stubbed ub node). It’s made me reflect on my life and realize how much better it’s gotten since I met Cosmo Boy over 11 years ago. Back then I was a fun loving gal – looking for fun and adventure. Cosmo Boy was not that – he was safe, enjoyed the simpler things in life, going for a walk, spending time with family, playing board games etc – never one to get shit-faced stooopid drunk, go dancing etc. To all my friends he was boring. But I saw something special – he treated me with respect and dignity and taught me to demand more of myself and of my life. I’m a better person because of him, and I have a better life because of him. I like the reflection that I see in the mirror every day – and it’s been fun sitting here today reflecting on life.
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Have you told him today?
I look exactly the same as I did when I was 18, except for the lack of hair on my head, the grey/white that is showing in my goatee, the crows feet wrinkles. but the same.
All my classmates in high school and college look hundreds of years older than I look.
Oh Marie, I know exactly how you feel, I have also done that…but I know that I am blessed with a wonderful husband and children. If I hadn’t made the bad mistakes I have made (and the good ones too) my path might not have led to this
….I can’t help but wonder who it was…email me and let me know! I know I got an email from someone we both knew and want to fill you in on their stuff too!
I met my wife by accident in college. I was annoyed with some friends of mine and walking into the pub in the student union. My friend Lori was sitting with some girl I didn’t know. So I sat down, introduced myself, and flirted until she was in love with me. Actually, she was dating someone else and had no interest. At all. Had to work at it.
I always wonder what would have happened in my life if I had turned and walked downstairs to the mailroom instead of going into the pub. Maybe the girl downstairs was a psycostalking wacko that would have tortured me for the rest of my life.
Actually, when I look in the mirror I start reflecting on all the wrinkles and grey hair and how perhaps I shouldn’t have tortured my body with all the beer and cigarettes and late nights. Although I still look a helluva lot younger than some other women I’ve met who I thought were older than me and it turned out they were younger.
As far as the real reflections on life, I feel the same way about my honey as you do about yours and there’s no one from my past that I would want to be with now. I’m a lucky girl and you are too.
awww I hear ya sister!!! My husband & I are the same way, I was wild child looking for fun, he was sweet guy looking to treat a woman right! Instant mix and I have no regrets and happier than a pig in mud!!!! YAY! For reminders of how great life is…even when they come in odd packages
chelle
I also enjoy a moment of reflection once in a while. I know if I hadn’t made all the mistakes that I made I would not have the 2 most imporntant people in my life. I am very lucky to have them.
Yup yup yup, sometimes I do wonder what if, but I always know, this way is best, this way is happiest.
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