Well, Red Eye, (and sorry in advance for the long post), thanks for making me think about this. It took me back to a set of thoughts that have proved very important to me over the last year or so. Reading the piece again just now made me cry, thinking of all that has happened since I first posted this in a thread here: NotMusic: I'd pick more daisies.... A big shock was the date I posted it, just a week before I left my husband and family home... hmmm, very significant.

I'd Pick More Daisies......

If I had my life to live over, I'd try to make more mistakes next time. I would relax, I would limber up. I would be sillier than I have been this trip. I would be crazier, I would be less hygienic. I would take more chances. I would take more trips. I would climb more mountains, swim more rivers, watch more sunsets. I would eat more ice cream and less beans. I would have more actual troubles and fewer imaginary ones.

You see, I am one of those people who lives prophylactically and sanely and sensibly, hour after hour, day after day. Oh, I have had my moments, and if I had to do it all over again, I'd have more of them. In fact I'd try to have nothing else. Just moments, one after another, instead of living so many years ahead each day.

I have been one of those people who never goes anywhere without a thermometer, a hot water bottle, a gargle, a raincoat, and a parachute. If I had it to do over again, I would go places and do things and travel lighter than I have.

If I had my life to live over, I would start bare-footed earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall. I would play hooky more. I wouldn't make such good grades except by accident. I would ride on more merry-go-rounds. I'd pick more daisies.

Well, in the last year or so I've taken risks, been places and done things that I never would have done before. I've seen some beautiful sunsets, and I have plans to travel in the coming year...

Well, you asked! *grin*

Noreen