Handwritten messages are rare. Receiving a letter is gold, but getting a postcard is like finding that shiny penny on the sidewalk, face-up, and you feel like it's going to be your lucky day.
Monday, January 17, 2011
What's Your Answer?
(Watch the video. THEN read. ;-))
Being a part of this was random luck. My sisters and I were at the Plaza on Black Friday afternoon when we were asked if we would like to support the project. Adri didn't participate but she persuaded Beky to do this with me.
Later I thought about my answer and decided it was not The One. The one off the top of my head but not completely correct: I like where I live, I have friends in the area, I grew as a person, and I'm not too far from mom and dad. My situation worked out and I don't really regret it. Honestly I feel like the people towards the end of the video. I am me because of choices I've made, so what's really to regret? Not too shabby so far, I think.
I thought and thought and thought some more and actually came up with something. It's not because I want to have a regret; it's because I want to be honest with myself and try to do better. I regret not being there (for X or Y reason) for some people close to me when they needed my love, support or at least my presence. I truly I'm sorry about that.
Going back to the video, I do want to ask the rest of you, what's YOUR answer?
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