Daily Question, May 22 If you could live ONE day over, what day would it be? Why? 54 Reflections Share Click here to cancel reply.Please log in or Create a Profile to post a comment. Notify me when someone replies to my comment via e-mail. reality10 months agorealityLife’s too short to dither, i.m.h.o.. Thanx for all you All do and have a great day 🙂 reality 1 Reply M.E.F11 months agoM.E.FI would change the day I lost my sister and take away her pain knowing that it was a reason why she left us. 4 Reply Ose11 months agoOseThere clearly is one such day in my life, where I would decide different, given the same inner clarity I was allowed to gain by now through the help of trusted friends and you all here, for which I am deeply grateful. If i could, I would live this day over. It took a long and often enough very painful way to fully realize that this decision once made clearly was based on strong fears, arrogance and lack of trust in His guidance, and, due to this, it sometimes felt as if I had thrown myself compl...There clearly is one such day in my life, where I would decide different, given the same inner clarity I was allowed to gain by now through the help of trusted friends and you all here, for which I am deeply grateful. If i could, I would live this day over. It took a long and often enough very painful way to fully realize that this decision once made clearly was based on strong fears, arrogance and lack of trust in His guidance, and, due to this, it sometimes felt as if I had thrown myself completely off the path my heart was yearning for. Still I feel humbled to have got the chance to become aware of it and to let go of the negative aspects, and eventually may contribute to some of what my heart beats for, grateful for this gift of awareness and some peace of heart. I feel deeply sorry where have caused deep pain to others and hope that my apologies may help soothing some of it. Blessings be with you, and all. Read More5 Reply Heather11 months agoHeatherI don’t think I’d change my days. All my moments even the cringy ones helped me be who I am today. 4 Reply Elizabeth11 months agoElizabethThe day I fell in love. It was amazing. But I would like life to move forward, rather than staying put, because life will have many amazing days to come. Bring it on!! 3 Reply Dina11 months agoDinaI would not want to live another experience again. Life moves forward. Actually writing this and realizing what I just wrote – wow! Dina, move forward – baby steps. 3 Reply Nancy Walton-House11 months agoNancy Walton-HouseI would live Sunday April 14, 1974 over. I deeply regret that I did not get ready in time to accompany my father to Easter Mass that day. He died May 5, 1974 so this was my last opportunity to accompany him to church in the last three weeks of his life. I would spend every moment of Easter 1974 with my father if I could. 4 Reply Pollyanna Gladwell11 months agoPollyanna GladwellPondering this question today brought to mind this wonderful poem by D.H. Lawrence: Song of a Man Who Has Come Through Not I, not I, but the wind that blows through me! A fine wind is blowing the new direction of Time. If only I let it bear me, carry me, if only it carry me! If only I am sensitive, subtle, oh, delicate, a winged gift! If only, most lovely of all, I yield myself and am borrowed By the fine, fine wind that takes its course through the chaos of the world Like a fine, an...Pondering this question today brought to mind this wonderful poem by D.H. Lawrence: Song of a Man Who Has Come Through Not I, not I, but the wind that blows through me! A fine wind is blowing the new direction of Time. If only I let it bear me, carry me, if only it carry me! If only I am sensitive, subtle, oh, delicate, a winged gift! If only, most lovely of all, I yield myself and am borrowed By the fine, fine wind that takes its course through the chaos of the world Like a fine, an exquisite chisel, a wedge-blade inserted; If only I am keen and hard like the sheer tip of a wedge Driven by invisible blows, The rock will split, we shall come at the wonder, we shall find the Hesperides. Oh, for the wonder that bubbles into my soul, I would be a good fountain, a good well-head, Would blur no whisper, spoil no expression. What is the knocking? What is the knocking at the door in the night? It is somebody wants to do us harm. No, no, it is the three strange angels. Admit them, admit them. I know there have been many moments in many days when I blurred whispers and spoiled expressions and I guess in a moment of fantasy, I might wish that I had not done so. But as others have written here, each day has made me who I am today. I have no regrets and there isn’t ONE day I would live over. As was said (by either Alan Watts or the Dalai Lama – I thought the former but have been corrected in the past): “If you lose, don’t lose the lesson.” Read More2 Reply Dusty Su11 months agoDusty SuI would be afraid to change any day of my life as each part of the following years of my life would have been different from what they are now. There are some days I would love to relive, other days I would certainly like to do differently but know I cannot. Therefore, I choose to live with a sense of peace over how I came to be here, now, pain, warts, love, laughter, joy, and all. 7 Reply Dina11 months agoDinayup! 1 Reply Mary Lee11 months agoMary LeeIt would be the day before anyone in my life had passed away so I could tell each one what a gift they all had left me with by sharing part of my life with them . 6 Reply Chester11 months agoChesterEven if I could, I don’t think I would. Life and our series of lives and experiences are clearly complicated. To figure out which day I would relive, I would undoubtedly lose 2 or 3 trying to figure it out. I would then come back to an unrecognized reality further paralyzed by the question of my choice. Maybe we are fortunate to have no such choice and only the choice of today. 3 Reply Hot Sauce11 months agoHot SauceI would go back to October, 2014 when I didn’t go to State because I took off like a bullet at the regional meet and wore myself out instead of pacing and being rational. I really think I could’ve made it, and I really would want to do it right if I had a chance to go back in time. 2 Reply pkr11 months agopkrI guess it would be the day my father Louis passed. I was not with him, nor was anyone in my family, my mom had just left him a short time earlier. I am on the West Coast and he was in the Midwest. I did not know, nor did any of us know his death was so near, he was in a nursing home. When I think about him and his passing I feel sad that I was not there. He may not have known however, that I was there as he suffered from Alzheimers. I just wish I could have said good bye and held his hand. He t...I guess it would be the day my father Louis passed. I was not with him, nor was anyone in my family, my mom had just left him a short time earlier. I am on the West Coast and he was in the Midwest. I did not know, nor did any of us know his death was so near, he was in a nursing home. When I think about him and his passing I feel sad that I was not there. He may not have known however, that I was there as he suffered from Alzheimers. I just wish I could have said good bye and held his hand. He truly was, one of the “good guys”. RIP Dad… Read More3 Reply Carol11 months agoCarolMy immediate reaction was to relive the day I made the decision to take my rheumatologist's advice and start taking Prolia shots for my osteoporosis. I will never know if his stark warnings about how my bone loss would leave me a cripple by the age of 80 were true. What I do know is he did not warn me that if I suffered side effects from the drug and had to discontinue its use, fractures of the spine would undoubtedly ensue. Side effects did occur. I had to go off the drug. I’ve experienced se...My immediate reaction was to relive the day I made the decision to take my rheumatologist’s advice and start taking Prolia shots for my osteoporosis. I will never know if his stark warnings about how my bone loss would leave me a cripple by the age of 80 were true. What I do know is he did not warn me that if I suffered side effects from the drug and had to discontinue its use, fractures of the spine would undoubtedly ensue. Side effects did occur. I had to go off the drug. I’ve experienced several spinal compression fractures. Yes, reliving that day and refusing to allow fear to motivate my decision might have made my life today different but there are a myriad of days in my long life when an unhealthy fear has been my motivator. I feel blessed to be aware of that fact today. Perhaps, I would be better served if I chose a day to relive that filled my heart with joy. I have no doubt that such a choice would include a day filled with song. Singing has always been the drug that feeds my soul. Singing has always calmed my mind, helped me to connect with others. I started singing as a preschooler. It was the avenue that a shy little girl used to be heard. One might say that I sang to me through me. Alas, the body is the instrument of a singer. The days of a voice that soared and soothed both myself and others are gone. I still sing around the house but my ability to project my voice and the three octave range I possessed, are both gone. These days, my song is a melodic whisper but I assure you, it comes from the heart. All this pondering tells me that I can’t re-live anything. “RE” is an interesting prefix. It means “to go back to the BEginning.” How does one do that? Mary Wollstonecraft in yesterday’s Gratefulness quote of the day says,”The beginning is always today.” Today isn’t about re-living. It’s about be-ing alive. Today’s the day. May we all feel and be alive in it. Read More2 Reply Vicki11 months agoVickiBless you. Please keep singing!!I suffered 8 broken bones including two snapped femurs from taking an Osteoporosis “prevention” drug for nothing more than the word “osteopenia.” It is not even a disease, but a word that was created to sell the drugs. My drug was Fosamax and they do not prevent anything, and only destroy bones over time. After pondering if there was a day I could/would live over–and coming up with nothing–I then read your comment and yes (!) definitely, that is a day...Bless you. Please keep singing!!I suffered 8 broken bones including two snapped femurs from taking an Osteoporosis “prevention” drug for nothing more than the word “osteopenia.” It is not even a disease, but a word that was created to sell the drugs. My drug was Fosamax and they do not prevent anything, and only destroy bones over time. After pondering if there was a day I could/would live over–and coming up with nothing–I then read your comment and yes (!) definitely, that is a day of decision I would re-do also!! The caveat is that we need to know then what we know now. I almost died twice due to the drug. The many surgeries, the metal rods, the casts, the never-ending pain that haunts has affected every step I have taken since the first femur fracture 11 years ago. The saddest thing is these drugs are still prescribed as the answer to growing older to unknowing victims. My body was all but destroyed trying to preserve my “youth.” (and even now, bone density scores of “osteopenia.”) Why do we buy into such things? In my situation continuing to take calcium and vitamin D3 would have made me so much better than I am today. But, I will choose to live today as fully as I can, this day, and with God’s permission, a few more. Read More0 Reply Carol11 months agoCarolVicki, Thanks so much for sharing. Yes, these drugs should be taken off the market. Your journey has been much more challenging than mine and I admire your spunk! Blessings always and all ways. 1 Reply Debra11 months agoDebraI don’t believe I would live one day over again differently. It’s not as if it has all been a “bed of roses” but I wouldn’t be who I am right now on the verge of awakening to my full divine self if it weren’t for my experiences that helped shape my consciousness. I only say this. I would love to experience—-not redo—-a kiss or two. 4 Reply Mica11 months agoMica2 days – the day I moved the plants my young daughter had planted, with me, by the front door, and the day my young daughter and I were talking about having a party with her young friends and her parents’ adult friends, and I was never serious about it and I just went off on a walk with my husband. 2 Reply slawrence11 months agoslawrenceThe day my daughter was attacked on her way home after a birthday party. She didn't really want to go to the party and we almost went to the mall instead but then she felt bad for the friend. I've thought a million times of that moment standing at the front door deciding party or mall...because after the attack she became a different person and married an abusive man. As Devy said, the past is gone. We had good moments before she passed, and I was able to tell her she didn't deserve the things t...The day my daughter was attacked on her way home after a birthday party. She didn’t really want to go to the party and we almost went to the mall instead but then she felt bad for the friend. I’ve thought a million times of that moment standing at the front door deciding party or mall…because after the attack she became a different person and married an abusive man. As Devy said, the past is gone. We had good moments before she passed, and I was able to tell her she didn’t deserve the things that happened to her and God didn’t want those things for her. The look on her face in that moment is what I cling to. Read More8 Reply Elizabeth11 months agoElizabethI am so sorry for you. But you always have moments where when you look back, you realise they were the big turning points in you life or in someone else's, and you wish you had of known what was to come. But no matter what, never blame yourself, and realise time is fickle, and if you focus on it too much, you will become depressed and at a loss. You are not to blame, you did not know any better. I agree with Cathy; you are full of love for your daughter, and that is all that matters, no matter w...I am so sorry for you. But you always have moments where when you look back, you realise they were the big turning points in you life or in someone else’s, and you wish you had of known what was to come. But no matter what, never blame yourself, and realise time is fickle, and if you focus on it too much, you will become depressed and at a loss. You are not to blame, you did not know any better. I agree with Cathy; you are full of love for your daughter, and that is all that matters, no matter what happened or what will come. You are amazing. Read More1 Reply Cathy11 months agoCathyoh my dear, slawrence. I’m so glad for your memory of your daughter’s face when you told her the truths she so needed to hear. You are full of love. 2 Reply Vicki11 months agoVickiThe deepest pains come from our feelings of not being able to protect our children, but in your gracious love, you held her close each day and gave her the truth her heart needed. Those words were–and I’m sure still are–a huge blessing to her regardless of the transition she made from this world to her new eternal life. Her angel wings are wrapped around you each day in love and gratitude. May God continue to fill your heart and mind with lovely moments, new and old. 3 Reply Dusty Su11 months agoDusty SuBless you dear heart xxx this is so beautifully shared, so vulnerable, and incredibly difficult. From my perspective, you are so brave and wise to hold onto the look on your daughter’s face. With love and respect. 4 Reply Debra11 months agoDebraDusty Su: So wonderful to have you back. I haven’t seen your shares in awhile and I have been thinking of you. Bless you. 4 Reply Dusty Su11 months agoDusty SuAh, God bless you. Very kind Debra. Sabbatical, no internet, writing, and reflecting have been great, but I’ve missed this wonderful space and the souls in it such as yourself. ?? 3 Reply Rachel11 months agoRachelI want to live forward and grow. If I lived a day over wouldn’t that change everything about my life today? 6 Reply Javier Visionquest11 months agoJavier VisionquestThere are as many possibilities in this day, rainshine and all, as in any other. Only I’m more informed, here and now, through the experience of the last roughly 18,000 days as to what’s worth my time and what isn’t 1 Reply Paula11 months agoPaulaI would live one of the days (any one), I chose not to comunicate with my love ones, or anyone, without love 3 Reply 1 2 Next » My Private Gratitude Journal Write an entry in your private gratefulness journal Get Started This site is brought to you by A Network for Grateful Living, a 501(c)(3) nonprofit. All donations are fully tax deductible in the U.S.A. DONATE https://gratefulness.org/content/uploads/2015/03/GX-Gold-Participant-L.png Community Engagement Guidelines Privacy Policy [email protected] Connect with us on Social Media: © 2000 - 2021, A Network for Grateful Living Website by Briteweb
