IF I HAD MY LIFE TO LIVE OVER
 

I'd like to make more mistakes next time, I'd relax. I would limber up.
I would be sillier than I have been this trip. I would take fewer things
seriously. I would take more chances. I would climb more mountains and
swim more rivers. I would eat more ice cream and less beans. I would
perhaps have more actual troubles, but I'd have fewer imaginary ones.

You see, I'm one of those people who lives sensibly and sanely hour
after hour, day after day. Oh, I've had my moments, and if I had it to
do over again, I'd have more of them. In fact, I'd try to have nothing
else. Just moments, one after another, instead of living so many years
ahead of each day. I've been one of those persons who never goes
anywhere without a thermometer, a hot water bottle, a raincoat, and a
parachute. If I had to do it again, I would travel lighter than I have.

If I had my life to live over, I would start barefoot earlier in the
spring, and stay that way later in the fall. I would go to more dances.
I would ride more merry-go-rounds. I would pick more daisies.

Written by:
Nadine Stair
85 years old
Louisville, Kentucky

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