There are too many things that I regret not doing or following through with when I was growing up and/or in college. I’m at a point in my life where I don’t want to keep looking back at the “shouldda, couldda, wouldda’s” anymore.
For example, I wish I had been able to go on a road trip with my best friends in college. Sure, I got to go to Orlando with AdFed, but that was for school research. I’m talking about a just for the heck of it drive to wherever for whatever reason just because we WANT to go, not because we SHOULD. Today, all of my best friends and I are too busy to even think to do such a thing. Who knows if we’d be able to sync vacation times in order to even attempt that now. They’re all pretty much married now, and I’m sure the babies will start popping out pretty soon for some of them. That road trip ship has sailed, at least maybe until retirement. =P
Perhaps the biggest thing I regret with every fiber of my being is quitting piano lessons. I think I was enrolled for only about 6 months before I stopped going when I was about 8 years old. I just don’t think I was mature enough at the time to fully appreciate the privilege that I was given. I got bored with it because all my cousins were playing outside having fun when I had to practice. Also, my lessons were in Beaumont, so it was very inconvenient for my parents to hurry from work in Beaumont, pick me up from school in Fannett and then rush me back to Beaumont to lessons. I’m thankful for their attempt to make that kind of sacrifice for me, but I just wish we all could have encouraged each other to stick to it.
I have always been pretty musically inclined, thanks to my parents and other family members, but I consider myself mediocre at best when it comes to my abilities as a musician. My singing skills are just so-so considering what I’ve been given to work with (I can hear and sing simple harmonies pretty easily and maintain the pitch pretty well, but my breath support is worthless). I can play the guitar, but I don’t know nearly as much about the instrument and the scales on it as I should. I typically hear a song I want to learn, find the chords on the Internet, and then learn it. I’m sure I could do so much more if I actually sat down and tried to better understand placement of notes and chords on the guitar.
It’s been YEARS since I’ve really read music. At least 8, almost 9 years to be exact. We cheat at church most of the time by just having the letter names of the chords on top of the lyrics we sing because my dad nor Nick’s Uncle Steve can read notes AT ALL.
I really and truly want to take up piano again, but there’s this fear within me that’s holding me back. I just come up with all these silly excuses: Not enough time, too expensive, I won’t be able to learn as quickly…etc. So honestly, the only thing that’s really stopping me is ME. I want to turn the regrets into accomplishments.