Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

Remembered Regrets…

This beautiful poem from Anita had me thinking about some of the things I regret.

I always imagined that by the time I grew old, I would have mended all my bridges, and I have tried, but some of them have proved too hard to mend.

Some were impossible, as the recipients had taken their pain to the grave.

Some, I discovered, had long forgiven me. Our bridges were intact, and friendships resumed.

How I wish I hadn’t burned so many bridges over the years. How much simpler would it have been to have said sorry at the time, before it got out of hand? Wisdom does come with age, but maybe it shouldn’t?

Best wishes

Jaye

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  1. John W. Howell Avatar
    John W. Howell

    We all miss opportunities that circumstances make unreachable. It is a lovely poem, Anita. It is too bad we can’t solve all of the issues we have had with others. Anita’s poem has significance to me in that I never made it home in time when my mother passed. I still feel that one.

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    1. Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes Avatar
      Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

      I am finding that as I grow older, the regrets are arriving thick and fast, John. Anita is glad you liked her poem, but sad that it brought sadness to you… 💖

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      1. John W. Howell Avatar
        John W. Howell

        No the sadness was there. It wasn’t the poem.

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        1. Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes Avatar
          Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

          Come to think of it, old age is a pretty sad time, we just have to smile and get on with it, don’t we?

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  2. Steve Tanham Avatar
    Steve Tanham

    Two deeply touching pieces, Jaye and Anita. Wise words, indeed. Seize the day and heal should be on all our minds…

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    1. Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes Avatar
      Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

      We are grateful for your comments, Steve, thank you! 💖🙏

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  3. robbiesinspiration Avatar
    robbiesinspiration

    Hi Jaye, it’s a lovely poem.

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    1. Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes Avatar
      Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

      This is one of my favourites too, Robbie… 💖

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  4. Annette Rochelle Aben Avatar
    Annette Rochelle Aben

    heart properly touched…

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    1. Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes Avatar
      Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

      Thanks Annette, we appreciate your response… 💖💖

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  5. Darlene Avatar
    Darlene

    Mending bridges is a two way street. It’s hard to do if the other party is not interested. It is a lovely poem.

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    1. Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes Avatar
      Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

      Thanks Darlene… 💖

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  6. V.M.Sang Avatar
    V.M.Sang

    What a beautiful poem.

    It’s not only regrets and broken bridges, but questions unasked, words unspoken. I wish I’d asked my mother more about my father, who died when I was 3. And questions about my grandmother’s life and childhood family. Questions unanswered. Like, who exactly was Uncle Harry? etc.

    And opportunities missed to tell people you love them.

    I must remember to tell my children and grandchildren not to wait until it’s too late.

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    1. Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes Avatar
      Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

      Great advice, Vivienne… for all of us!

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