At the point this image was captured, she’d eaten half of a red glitter glue stick.
Not one of her best choices.
She’s OK. I think most of the red glitter glue has made its way out of her system. No need to ask how I know.
We’ve all done it haven’t we? Maybe not by eating red glitter glue – however, we’ve all made choices that prompted us to say afterward, “If I’d only known…”.
A few years ago I made a conscious choice to let go of the HUGE crate of regrets I was carrying around. They were many and I was getting more than weary from their weight. In the process of letting them go, I looked at each one and figured out the good thing I’d gotten from each of those ” If only I’d known…” experiences.
For example, when I was in the sixth grade and was standing in line to have my school picture made, I snuck into the girls’ bathroom to put on some mascara. Not so bad, eh? Well, this was when Twiggy was big. I wanted to BE her. So I took the mascara wand and drug it vertically above and below my eyes. Get the picture? Think Tammy Faye (God rest her soul) meets Alice Cooper .
NOT one of my best choices. Ugh. To this day, when I’m tempted to put on one more layer of any kind of make-up, I stop. I just walk away. This choice DID help me make an important life choice – less really IS more – on SO many levels.
One more (that I’m willing to share in blogland) is that when I was 16, I bought my first car (from my parents) for $400 – an ’72 avocado green Pinto (Nope, I’m not going to post a pic here. If you can remember this model – do. If you can’t, I don’t want to be the person to put that image in your head.) The FIRST thing I did – once it was mine – was to cover the dashboard and seats with burnt orange/harvest gold/with just that perfect touch of – you guessed it, avocado green floral contact paper. Don’t ask me why. I don’t even know why. Again, UGH. The life lesson I got from this one was that trying to change something (or someone) to make it feel more like ‘mine’ doesn’t work – for anyone. Whew. If I’d only known…
What have your “If only I’d known…” experiences taught you?