It is that time of the month once again. I know I am going to irritate many; maybe bore a few but all the same, I have something nagging me. It is seated right there, promising to tear my unusually soft head.
Anyway, there are a lot of things that we as humans enjoy to do. For starters, everyone likes to have that moment where they think of the past (that everyone includes me). It is not wrong so long as you do it objectively and not emotionally.
Objectively would mean simply taking whatever lessons there are in the past and using them now to make sure your go for whatever it is that you are chasing. You do not have to look at the past with longing and wishing you could change. there is no good that will come over it save for say, running back into the arms of that neurotic bitch that smacked you right in the face or that piss brained fool who took a shit on your pride. It could even go as far as giving that thieving moron a second chance. When you do that, you are being quite emotional in your temporary trip down memory lane.
This is a poem I stole from my aunt but it works....
Learn from it...
Leaving the City of Regret
I had not really planned on taking a trip this time of year, and yet I
found myself packing rather hurriedly. This trip was going to be
unpleasant, and I knew in advance that no real good would come of it.
I'm talking about my annual "Guilt Trip."
I got tickets to fly there on Wish I Had airlines.
It was an extremely short flight.
I got my baggage, which I could not check. I chose to carry it myself
all the way. It was weighted down with a thousand memories of what
might have been.
No one greeted me as I entered the terminal to the Regret City
International Airport. I say international because people from all
over the world come to this dismal town.
As I checked into the Last Resort Hotel, I noticed that they would be
hosting the year's most important event, the Annual Pity Party. I
wasn't going to miss that great social occasion.
Many of the town's leading citizens would be there.
First, there would be the Done family, you know, Should Have, Would
Have and Could Have.
Then came the I Had family.
You probably know ol' Wish and his clan.
Of course, the Opportunities would be present, Missed and Lost.
The biggest family would be the Yesterday's. There are far too many of
them to count, but each one would have a very sad story to share.
Then Shattered Dreams would surely make an appearance. And It's Their
Fault would regale us with stories (excuses) about how things had
failed in his life, and each story would be loudly applauded by Don't
Blame Me and I Couldn't Help It.
Well, to make a long story short, I went to this depressing party
knowing that there would be no real benefit in doing so.
And, as usual, I became very depressed.
But as I thought about all of the stories of failures brought back
from the past, it occurred to me that all of this trip and subsequent
"pity party" could be cancelled by ME!
I started to truly realize that I did not have to be there.
I didn't have to be depressed. One thing kept going through my mind, I
CAN'T CHANGE YESTERDAY, BUT I DO HAVE THE POWER TO MAKE TODAY A
I can be happy, joyous, fulfilled, encouraged, as well as encouraging.
Knowing this, I left the City of Regret immediately and left no
Am I sorry for mistakes I've made in the past? YES!
But there is no physical way to undo them.
So, if you're planning a trip back to the City of Regret, please
cancel all your reservations now.
Instead, take a trip to a place called, Starting Again. I liked it so
much that I have now taken up permanent residence there.
My neighbors, the I Forgive Myselfs and the New Starts are so very
helpful. By the way, you don't have to carry around heavy baggage
because the load is lifted from your shoulders upon arrival.
God bless you in finding this great town. If you can find it, it's in
your own heart.
Please look me up. I live on I Can Do It street.
~by Larry Harp~