Ending a week is always an exercise in "what ifs" and "why nots". I am trying to reframe those thoughts (of sentimental regret of sorts) with a feeling that I am leaning in to what ever doubts I might have and how to manage them.
It has never been easy for me to let go of anything let alone regrets. I regret how I treated my mother while she was living, I regret what I might not have done as a mother, now that Lydia is grown, I regret the kind of wife, I sometimes can be when not in the moment of life.
This ending for me is a new beginning in some ways and I hope to live with less regret and more intentionality.
