If I Had My Life to Live Over Again

by Don Herold

I'd dare to make more mistakes next time. I'd relax, I would limber up. I would be sillier than I have been this trip. I would take fewer things seriously. I would take more chances. I would climb more mountains and swim more rivers. I would eat more ice cream and less beans. I would perhaps have more actual troubles, but I'd have fewer imaginary ones.

You see, I'm one of those people who live senibly and sanely hour after hour, day after day. Oh, I've had my moments, and if I had it to do over again, I'd have more of them. In fact, I'd try to have nothing else. Just moments, one after another, in stead of living so many years ahead of each day. I've been one of those persons who never goes anywhere without a thermometer, a hot water bottle, a raincoat and a parachute. If I had to do it again, I would travel lighter than I have.

If I had my life to live over, I would start barefoot earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall. I would go to more dances. I would ride more merry-go-rounds. I would pick more daisies.

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Notes: A friend of mine sent me this article yesterday with a msg: “P, you already knew, believed and are doing it, I think you can tell M (note, another ‘cool’ good friend of ours) to learn it, to be cool!”… I did not realize it was such a nice compliment until I finish reading the whole article… Yeah, I think it is fair to say that this is a life or a state/status that I have been admiring, even though I know I am far away from even being close to it... At least, I know I am not quite ready to walk barefooted anytime yet, even in the gym locker room, I wear slippers coz I am 'scared' of athlete foot.