Oh no! The chalkboard has the word regret on it this morning.
Even Frank Sinatra had a few regrets.
I was sitting on my couch looking out the window having one of the last Sunday phone calls with my dad.
He talked about his regrets. Some of them involved me, but most of them occurred before I showed up. He was sad and he knew his time was ending.
I looked out the window and told my dad that I didn’t have any regrets. I don’t know if I told him this so he felt comfortable leaving me or If it was really true.
If I would have done a few things differently I wouldn’t have been in Riverside talking to my dad on the telephone. I don’t know where the hell I would have been if I did things differently, but I really was in a happy place when we hung up.
Do I regret not applying myself harder when I was younger? Probably, but I had one solid career throughout my adulthood. I met Some dear friends on that trading floor.
I had a new girlfriend in 2000 that played rugby. She played for Chicago Northshore and flew up to Minneapolis for a tournament.
I went to pick her up at O’Hare late on a Saturday night, but the plane never showed up. It never showed up because the girl I was picking up and another girl were drunk and got kicked off the plane.
I ended up picking her up at Midway Sunday morning. While we were driving home it was everyone else’s fault that it happened….
…the first red flag!
My dad told me to run for the hills!!! Instead I didn’t talk with him for a couple months.
I never got those two months back with my father…. Regret!
I didn’t run for the hills and ended up having three beautiful children with someone who blamed everyone else for getting drunk and getting thrown off an airplane.
Regret? Yeah, but I have a George, a Fritz and a Hazel…. And an ex wife!
If I didn’t get married I would have never moved to Saint Cletus. I have some good friends in that parish that I wouldn’t have today.
I wouldn’t be in Riverside now and I have some Good friends in that town. Friends that I might never have met.
When You enter the last third of your life you need to turn regret into a silver lining.
Look for the fucking Silver Lining!
So when I meet Henry Thoreau in heaven I’ll tell him…. “To regret deeply you must search for the silver lining.”
I don’t regret staying up watching the USA women give their best in a loss to Canada… it was a good hockey game!
Rush hour going home might be a shitshow… stay safe!
