Everybody with a conscience, has regrets.
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ABOUT ME
Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
Sweet aroma 
So true!
We can sometimes correct the mistakes, but often it is too late.
The paradox of being saints and sinners at the same time…. J.
Wrong decisions almost always cost somebody something. A penalty has to be paid, and sometimes it hurts as much or more to see the harm done to another as it is to bear the pain yourself. Regrets.
People who say, “I have no regrets” are either lying or sociopaths. Many of us have a mountain full of regrets and all we can do is hope that we learned something from it.
Death writes a finish on the possibility of righting wrongs, and leaves us with a lifetime of regrets. I loved my daddy so dearly, but I only denied that he was ill enough to be taken from us. I regret that I was not honest about my fear and my love. I just left him alone with his fear. 1977, and I sit with tears still over forty years later.
So many regrets about my mom — too many to list. When we were young, there were truths about life and aging that we didn’t understand. The tears mean we learned from our mistakes.
Yep
Regrets that can be rectified in a person’s own life need to be addressed but what we cannot change or alter need to be surrendered to the ONE who understands and takes the burden away. Blessings.