Mama Kat does it again with her Writers Workshop.
“If you had to relive a day in your life, what day would it be?”
The tough thing here is to decide one of two things.
Am I choosing a day that I want to relive because it was wonderful and I want a second chance at experiencing it?
Or, am I choosing a day that I want to relive because I want to change the outcome of some event? And if that outcome is something that would impact my life and change it completely, what does that say about the life I live now? Do I regret it? Would I want to NOT be where I am today, and therefore not have Charlie and Noelle?
There are so many moments I would redo.
Like, I would be brave and kiss that boy I was in love with in the moment I should have – who knows what might have happened, but at least I would have taken a chance.
I could do-over one of the many moments when I put my big size 10 foot in my mouth – I still cringe when I think of those.
Or wouldn’t it be nice to go back and take back a hurt that I caused someone? Just erase it all together?
I would love that.
But I choose to accept the life I’ve been given – the paths I have chosen – and be blessed by the two wonderful creatures that have come into my life because of that.
Instead I would pick the happy day.
But which one??
I can’t bear to pick a day one of my children was born because I don’t think reliving all of that pain sounds appealing. It’s tempting to pick a day from high school – one where we either had a play and a cast party in the evening, or perhaps one where we hiked up in Sunol and then ate at Bob’s Giant Burgers afterwards. Those were pretty great days.
In the end I think I would pick a Christmas. One where both of my maternal grandparents are alive and we’re celebrating with them at their house. A day like that would probably start with my brother and I running around outside, playing with all the ice that froze overnight in various places around the property. Then we’d have a big breakfast where the scrambled eggs have bits of bacon in them, the way my grandmother used to make them. The day would just flow together – meals, family, presents, movies. Best of all, I’d get to hug both of my grandparents again, and talk to them, and hear their voices.
For me, that would be a day worth reliving.