Regrets

We crucify ourselves between two thieves: regret for yesterday and fear of tomorrow. ~ Fulton Oursler

Tonight I stood in line for a long time at the BDI, which is a local ice cream joint. It is my second visit of the year, this time with my goddaughter. We had a lively chat as we waited and the time passed painlessly. We walked around the neighbourhood looking at houses, and she dreamed aloud of the house she would like to some day live in.

Being a teenager is a challenge in these times…maybe in any time. She has had a rough week. Tonight though she seemed very free just to be. I was glad. She does suffer from the crucifixion above. She regrets a number of things in the past and is a little afraid of the future yet at the same time we had some good conversation about what she would like to do.

I am happy when I can see her dream and feel relaxed. She is a gorgeous young woman. She does not really know that, like most other girls her age. I hope she grows into it.

I felt a twinge of sadness as she spoke about some of her regrets. She is much too young to regret things but it does show she is thoughtful and compassionate.

I am going to bed early tonight so this is short.

Peace,

Suzanne