Cheri Speak

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There are moments in our lives we say we wish we could do over again. Some moments we even say we wish had never happened. While the sentiment behind such thoughts and statements may be true, the repercussions of a “do-over” or full erasure of an element of our past could be far-reaching. The direction and  realities of our lives could be forever changed; important lessons we have learned could be lost and opportunities could be missed.

This would not be a weightless decision. If you were to ever find a Genie in the Lamp, be careful what you wish for.

1 + 1 + 1+ 1 + ∞ = U

Life is a series of events and experiences. Each builds on the one before it and each stamps its mark on the whole of who we are.

If you are like me, you have casually (and sometimes vehemently) said things like,

“I wish I had never met him/her/them.”

What if the person is the father/mother of your children? If you had never met, you would not have the very children you  have. You might still have children, but they would be different children. Would you give up having your current children to have never met him/her/them?

“I wish I had never come here.”

Was it a choice? What led to the choice of being there and how could a different choice have been wiser/less hurtful/easier?

Is whatever happened there something you learned from? Was the lesson an important one and are you a better person for learning it?

“I wish I could do it all over again.”

Would your life be richer or better if you could? How so? Do you know what exactly you would do differently and know that it would produce a more desired result?

Or, do you just want a second chance?

The Sum of Self

Although I had a lousy childhood — and grew up to make many mistakes of my own, I don’t know that changing or erasing anything would position me any better than I am now. The odds could be, I could be worse off.

Would I trade a few bad memories in for a few good ones? Sure, but I would measure carefully the cost of doing so.

Who might you be had certain experiences, or people  not touched your life? Where would you be? Is it a better place?

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14 comments on “Erasure

  1. shunpwrites
    March 12, 2013

    Well said my friend, once again you’ve penned another winner! You echo my same obsession with time.


  2. iamforchange
    March 12, 2013

    `Nice post it does make you wonder at times. Fortunately there are erasers that can do such. I have to say I am personally very grateful for all the things I have wanted to do over. Thanks for sharing such a thought provoking post! 🙂


  3. slepsnor
    March 12, 2013

    Very wise insight.


  4. Michael Wagner
    March 12, 2013

    Sometimes, I’ve been frustrated with being imperfect and making mistakes, and wondered why God would have had it that way. Well, for one it keeps me humble. And I learn to depend more on God than on myself. Whereas, I went through a divorce and God surprised me by bringing another woman into my life (I was surprised because of the commandments), I have to conclude that he makes use of our shortcomings also, somehow. He must have said “It’s not good for this guy to be alone.” Anyway, I wasn’t alone long; and I had never been one to quickly find a date, so I know He had to have done it. The things God does even through our mistakes is truly amazing.


  5. jarnold49
    March 12, 2013

    Yeh, I’m with you. Vietnam really screwed me up, but I’m pretty much over it. And my belief (who knows how valid?) is that I’m a better person for having overcome who I was when I got back. I’d be a different person now if I hadn’t gone — maybe a banker, or a dentist, a conservative(!) a fundamentalist, a TV addict…. A lawyer. Instead, I smile and laugh a lot, love children and animals, and write important stuff. I wouldn’t trade it for a do-over!


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  7. Corner of Confessions
    March 13, 2013

    This is a big thing for me. Many times i wished I didn’t have to go through things. I would like to think I would still be the same awesome person I am now without all the heartache and suffering. But in the end, the things i do have now( mostly love, love for the hubby, love for my doggie, and most importantly my character) is worth it. It is worth all the bad and so much more. I wouldn’t trade a second of unhappiness if it meant taking even a second of that love away. Sometimes, we are oblivious to the “rewards” we received for fighting through the dark phases.


  8. snosler
    March 13, 2013

    So true … one never knows if they would be better off or not. Anyhoo, stopping by to see what other wrote form the “Erasure” prompt – yes – I am a day late … would love it if you had time to stop by my place – cheers!


  9. diannegray
    March 13, 2013

    Everything that has happens to us has brought us to this point in our lives – I don’t know where I heard that, but I think of it often. This is a great post, Cheri. I’m sure everyone has wished these things before, but ‘be careful what you wish for’ is such a true and sobering notion


  10. PB Goodfriend
    March 14, 2013

    Nice, Cheri. I feel lucky, in that around age 30 I finally learned that I cannot go back and change my past. I can only find a way to make peace with those things that eat at me from time to time, learn from them and try writing the story of my life with an idea of where my next stroke is going to go. That’s not to say I haven’t screwed up from time to time. It just means that when I do, I don’t give it any power over me.
    I’m fortunate that I really don’t feel as if I didn’t have a choice at any point in my life, although certain choices I made seem to have been the more responsible of the ones I had before me.
    The thing about being alive and relatively healthy is that you never stop being, so I might as well concentrate on being the best, most authentic me I can. Past may be prologue, but we get to write the end of our stories.


    • CheriSpeak
      March 14, 2013

      “…but we get to write the end of our stories.” Yes Sir 😉


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