Regret

prompt 6/30

The morning news show was on in the background while I sipped my tea and ate my granola and yogurt. Ellie, still in her pink and orange fox pajamas, was pushing her dolls and stuffed bears around in the stroller Grandma and Grandpa had bought her a few weeks earlier.  The Broadway cast of Wicked came on and as soon as the music started, Ellie turned around, wide-eyed. She walked up to the TV stand and stood there staring at the screen. I smiled at her immediate response to my all time favorite musical and continued watching her reaction. “They’re singing and dancing,” I point out, when she turns to me with wonder and amazement. I sit there practically in tears watching my girl and the joy she has found in one of my favorite things.

Regret.

I don’t have many regrets in my life. I have always liked to play the safe card. I’m the goody two-shoes, the one who doesn’t take chances all too often. But, now that I’m older, sitting here, drinking my tea, watching my first-born daughter light up at the sight of costumes and makeup and singing and dancing, I can feel that sigh of regret creep up. If only I had been braver. If only I had tried harder at the craft. If only my quick weekend trip alone all those years ago, just to see that Broadway show would have turned into something more courageous, like a full-on move. Even if I had moved to New York City as a young adult, I may never have built up the nerve to even try out for a show… but, the regret is still there. I could have at least been a part of the city, for a little while. Drank in what New York had to offer. Bright lights, noise, pollution, people always-in close proximity to one another. Now, it makes me cringe. My anxiety starts to build just thinking about using the subway or getting lost after dark. I know I never would have made it out there. But, back then. Back then I was filled with song and spirit. Back then I felt like a piece of New York belonged to me. Bernadette herself had said she’s look for me one day. I failed her. I didn’t even bother to try.

Regret.

It’s something I don’t think of very often. I’m happy. I have a life I was born to live. But every now and then, I see something on TV. The new Broadway cast of Wicked. I read about how a star was born. She took a chance. She moved to New York City. She auditioned for that new musical. She made it on Broadway.

I watch Ellie smile and bop around to the song on the TV. I watch her and those thoughts of regret are quickly pushed out of my head. I start to sing along. Ellie turns and smiles at me. And I know there’s really nowhere else I’d rather be.

 

*playing along with November’s Prompt-A-Day!

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3 thoughts on “Regret

  1. We all have those regrets. Mine usually have more to do with having hurt people if and when I may have, but I too have felt like I never really took myself seriously enough to have pushed the art business more, and although I’ve heard that being this age may give me more time than ever and a better insight to how to use my skills and years of learning and do some of my best work. I certainly hope so, but now there are no regrets, not really, and I too would not have traded those wonderful years of being a mother and a wife for all the masterpieces in the world. Hope I was as good a mom as you are. I’ve always thought I could be a great one now. Now I know how to do it.

  2. Yes, regret is in interesting feeling, These prompts are also bringing feelings and stories out, I didn’t know I had in me. Thank you for your comments! They mean the world to me!

  3. I think many people have dreams that sometimes they never get to, life sort of drifts you into other directions sometimes. Everything that has happened was meant to happen that way, even if you don’t always agree with it or wish it went differently.
    There are many things I’ve regretted in life, mostly my own actions, but all you can do is learn from them and become a better person. In your case it seems like a missed career and lifestyle opportunity. Maybe you could teach little kids a little Broadway/dance/singing class!?
    I think it’s good to realize things like this even if it gets you down a bit. I’ve had some career shifts and regrets but if I had stuck to the course I was on I wouldn’t have my two beautiful girls. Feel blessed with what you have 🙂

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