what life would have been like?
If you had married another person?
Grown up in ways that you never knew?
Have you ever mused –
What if you had played a sport?
Continued to play an instrument?
Really pursued that gift or calling?
I do not regret my life in the slightest but sometimes I imagine. Having a daughter. Being Italian. Playing the flute. Writing a book. Living in Europe. Being rich. Stuff like that.
While taking a walk with the Hubs the other day, I started imagining life differently. He’s a good Hubs and listens because he knows I don’t want to be with anyone else but him living this life.
And you know what?
I always come up with
I like my life with my Hubs and three olive shoots.
There are many aspects of the past I would prefer to bypass
But I see God’s hand
How He ordered my days – three sons, North Carolina, Jesus follower who loves kale
And I can’t imagine being anyone else.
(Check out this fun writing prompt each Friday! It’s a highlight of my week and I love reading the other posts people write about the same word!)