I’m grateful for a wonderful dinner last night with one of the most wonderful women I know.
We’ve been friends for 20 years, she declared, reminding me of our first meeting at a waterfront theater in Vancouver.
We drank blueberry tea after seeing a play. It was raining. She had a cold.
We didn’t reminisce much about it last night — far too many current events in our lives to discuss after another year apart.
After the meal, my friend repeated a mantra that I’ve long shared: No regrets.
She has shared those two words with other friends; watched my life from afar (we were continents apart for some time); and wondered how, or if, that message works.
My friend acknowledged she’s trying it.
If you live each day determined to be good to yourself and others — however you define that — is it possible to live without regret?
Yes, it is.