"Dying Wish" - Day 13 of #MenOfMarch

JP | #Intangibl3
Mar 14, 2017
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If you were to die tonight, what would you regret having left undone? I would regret not spending more time with my wife and just being with her. She is my best friend and my lover and the mother to my amazing boys - she is the only one who has been right beside me through everything I've been through - I'm always going to want to be with her and I think that there is no amount of time that I could spend with her that would be enough. I would regret not fully training my sons up to be strong. I'm working on that but it's going to take time and I would regret not being able to do it in the time that I had available. I would regret not working harder to achieve success and waiting too long to begin working toward it. I would regret allowing myself to become overweight. It's bullshit that I allowed myself to be so lazy for so long. I would regret not taking up painting. I would regret not writing a novel. I would regret not climbing a mountain. I would regret not skydiving. I would regret not becoming fluent in at least two languages other than English. I would regret not traveling the world. I would regret not making enough money to fulfill my wildest dreams and those of my family. I would regret not being a proficient survivalist. I would regret my wife and I working opposite shifts just to get by. I would regret not doing everything that I've ever been too afraid to do. I would regret not living. This list is not exhaustive - but I think it does a pretty good job of showing my regrets should I die tonight.
What do you wish you had done more? I would wish the opposite of all the regrets that I wrote of above. I would wish that I had spent more time with my wife; more time with my sons; more time reaching for my goals instead of reaching for the remote; more time adventuring; more time living.
Were the excuses you used to keep yourself from taking action valid? One thing comes to mind here - the time last year when I chose not to get on a ride at Castles 'n Coasters with my wife. My excuse was that I was fucking afraid. I have always been fearful of things like roller coasters and free fall rides because I couldn't stand the thought of not being in control. What I realize now is that I never was in control - not of anything outside of myself, at least. The outside world rises and falls and while my hands may work to mold it, my impact is minimal from a universal viewpoint. Basically - shit is gonna happen so instead of trying to force it or not interacting with it out of fear, I see now that I should go with it because that is where the adventure lies. The excuses aren't valid - and they never were.