I’m waiting for Santa to bring me a Time Machine, or a TARDIS for Christmas. I could use such a device to travel back into time to change a lot of things in my life. You know, little things. Like that time I should have spoken up, when I didn’t. The time when I let fear take me off track of a goal. The time I should have turned left, instead of right.
I suppose we all have regrets.
There are a few things I don’t regret. A few things I would never change.
That night I met her.
That first slow dance.
That late night meeting at Waffle House.
That first kiss.
That first time, I said, “I Love You”.
And that Christmas Eve Day in 1983, when I said, “I Will”, when asked if I would take her, to be my wife.
That’s a fixed point in time. That moment can not, will not, and should never be changed. That moment in time gave me new life and any decision after that, whether it seemed right or wrong at that time, has always been proven to have been right in the end, because I remain with her still, after 32 years.
I wouldn’t change a thing.
Happy Anniversary, Babe!