love this poem,
If I had my life to live over again,
I’d try to make more mistakes next time…
I would relax.
I’d be sillier than I have been on this trip.
I would climb more mountains,
swim more rivers
and watch more sunsets.
I would have more actual troubles
and less imaginary ones.
Oh, I’ve had my moments,
and if I had to do it over again,
I’d have more of them.
In fact, I’d try to have nothing else,
just moments, one after another…
I would pick more daisies.
~ Nadine Stair, at age 89 ~