And I'm not sorry....

Kathleen’s Place said:
And I’m not sorry that I AM sorry for things I wish I had done better in my life, and I’m not sorry that I have a ton of empathy and sympathy for people and I’m not sorry that I care about others more than I do myself. And I’m not sorry that I had a, not perfect, but pretty darn good childhood and life up to this point. I’m not sorry that I have lived and I very much doubt that I will be sorry when I die. I’m just plain not sorry...because all of these things make me who I am...and I’m not sorry about that.
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Very convoluted but I'm pretty sure I'm with you! :)
 

chic said:
We got a major blizzard here last Thurs. which dumped over a foot of snow on us. I haven't shoveled a flake because I threw my back out a week or so ago so I need time to recover. And I'm not sorry.
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Sorry to hear about you tweaking your back, Chic, but what about Santa Claus, he may bypass your house on Christmas Eve, account having to trek through too much snow. :)
 
chic said:
We got a major blizzard here last Thurs. which dumped over a foot of snow on us. I haven't shoveled a flake because I threw my back out a week or so ago so I need time to recover. And I'm not sorry.
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I'm always sorry if I tweak my back or anything else, but nowadays I'm pretty good at palming the worst risky jobs off on to someone else, or seeking the advice or help of a chiroparacter/osteopath, (including you always try to maintain flexure in your back when seated etc.). :)
 
grahamg said:
I'm always sorry if I tweak my back or anything else, but nowadays I'm pretty good at palming the worst risky jobs off on to someone else, or seeking the advice or help of a chiroparacter/osteopath, (including you always try to maintain flexure in your back when seated etc.). :)
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Nowadays good people should be offering to help you.
I had to use a walker when I first moved here (before I had surgery) from the first time the neighbors kids in my complex saw me shuffle to and from the mailbox, every day one or another of them knocked on my door offering to carry out my trash, sweep my foyer and patio, and fetch my mail. Totally unexpected. And no, none of the mail came up missing. I always offered a couple bucks "tip" and some accepted it, some didn't.
 
I'm not sorry that I am finally putting myself first. My life has been a continuous stream of caring for others while minimizing or completely ignoring my own needs. It's a new way of life for me and I'm not sorry that I'm rather enjoying it.
 
Nathan said:
I'm not sorry for the mistakes I've made in life, I learned from them all, which is good because in some cases I've certainly PAID dearly.

I WAS sorry for the hurt I've caused other people, I've tried to make that right. Some don't forgive me, that's OK, that's their burden to carry.
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This sounds almost exactly like something my foster son's mom said to me recently. It's the most intelligent thing I've ever heard her say. I don't know her VERY well but it actually made me feel sort of proud of her.
 
Murrmurr said:
Nowadays good people should be offering to help you.
I had to use a walker when I first moved here (before I had surgery) from the first time the neighbors kids in my complex saw me shuffle to and from the mailbox, every day one or another of them knocked on my door offering to carry out my trash, sweep my foyer and patio, and fetch my mail. Totally unexpected. And no, none of the mail came up missing. I always offered a couple bucks "tip" and some accepted it, some didn't.
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Now THAT is the way it should be EVERYWHERE ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
 
chic said:
We got a major blizzard here last Thurs. which dumped over a foot of snow on us. I haven't shoveled a flake because I threw my back out a week or so ago so I need time to recover. And I'm not sorry.
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owwwwwwchhhhhh... @chic :eek:😖..... I know exactly how that feels, you have my whoehearted hopes that you get back to normality soon ((hugs))
 
Kathleen’s Place said:
Now THAT is the way it should be EVERYWHERE ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
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This is considered a really rough area and this complex here is for low-income people, so I kind of expected the roughest of the rough, but 95% of the people here are very kind and most the kids are great. There's a lady here named Patience who brought me dinner at least 3X a week until I recovered from surgery - a full plate plus some little dessert like a slice of cake or couple cookies, always home made. And it was comfort food, too, of the soul-food variety...so freaking yummy!
 
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