Regrets

I have one regret in life.  That is not to say that life was or is easy.  Rather, I look back at those rough life experiences and refer to them as my “Lessons Learned.”

My regret?

Four and a half years ago I decided I did not want a band at my wedding. I didn’t feel one could supply the variety of music I wanted.  i also did not want a DJ who I could not control when someone insisted on doing the Chicken Dance.

So I spent weeks setting up a playlist on my laptop for the reception.  I also created a playlist for my Ipod for the lounge area.  It was some of my most beloved tunes, swanky as all get out!

The Ipod, however, was turned off, before the reception to allow for speeches.  Unfortunately, no one remembered to turn it on again.  That’s it, my one regret, that I did not get to share my passion for swankiness with my loved ones.

Back in Ankara, I continue to try to live my life with no regrets.  It’s not the easiest thing to do, especially now that I am working again full-time.  This week, I will miss the funeral of my great-nephew, Shane.  But I hope to be home again soon to spend a little more time with my sister in her final days.

In the meantime, I continue to enjoy my playlist, the “downstairs music” on a regular basis, hoping it will be my one and only regret.