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I had a friend in university who used to advocate the philosphy of “no regrets”. He believed that we should never regret the things we do or those we didn’t do. Since the past can’t be changed, we can only learn from our mistakes (or triumps) and grow from them – if we’re lucky. It seemed like the perfect matra to live by. It had great guilt reducing tendencies and helped me to move from one disaster to another with suprising speed.<\/p>\n

For years, I’ve found myself following this policy. I didn’t regret not finishing university for nigh on a decade (although I did eventually return to do so). I didn’t regret marrying so young. I didn’t regret slowly losing touch with my old university friends. I didn’t regret departing the party scene and slowly accepting more responsibility in my life. I didn’t regret choosing to not have children. I didn’t regret moving from one end of the country to the other with each successive posting to a new base – even when we left close friends behind. I didn’t regret the crazy hours I was putting in a work. I didn’t regret leaving my husband for large chunks of time to travel for work purposes.<\/p>\n

There are so many things lined up on my “no regrets” list. It would take me months to detail all of them.<\/p>\n

Since dad’s death, I’m re-evaluating a lot of my core beliefs and values. I suspect many people do so upon the death of a parent or other loved one.<\/p>\n

Technorati Tags: death<\/a>, grief<\/a>, grieving<\/a>, regret<\/a>, healing<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n

I’ve discovered that when it comes to my dad, I have many regrets.<\/p>\n

I regret:<\/p>\n