If I have ever wronged you, insulted you, ticked you off, or just basically been a pain in the caboose, I apologize.
I saw a post on Facebook a while back by a person thanking all their friends for the many birthday wishes, and apologizing for their past behavior. Their comment was something like, "Thank you for all the birthday wishes. Funny how a person spends the first half of their life being a turd, and the next half trying to make up for it." Facebook friend, welcome to life. I think a lot of us have a seat in that choir. I was impressed by this post, and can appreciate where they were coming from. Good move, my FB friend.
The person I was in my teens and 20's was a textbook rebellious youth, just stumbling through, with all the usual issues--I am sure some of you have some vivid memories of me in a not-so-glamorous activity. I would ask you all to keep those to yourself, thank you very much. (Wink, wink.) I think the statute of limitations has expired on most of it, especially the really fun stuff. Wait, was that out loud?
Gosh, let's face it, we had a lot of fun growing up in Hartley and Dalhart, even if we did think it was the most boring place on Earth. The shenanigans we pulled were, compared to today's standards, harmless. Chinese fire drills at red lights, toilet paper, shaving cream, and maybe a prank phone call. Whoa, now those prank phone calls are a thing of the past, aren't they! "Is your refrigerator running? You'd better go catch it!" Darned caller ID, spoiling all the 7th grader's fun these days. So many memories...dragging main and honking every time, driving around the lake (when it was still a lake), bonfires at the lake, going to the drive-in movie...the list is long. Then there is the list we won't talk much about, like Halloween egg fights on Denrock, and mooning people there, too. There was streaking, and bottles of Boone's Farm Strawberry Hill. And stopping at the Conoco. And that time...never mind. Those stories need to stay put. (Insert fun memory here.)
I read about people who say, "I have no regrets about the way I have lived my life". Let's face it, some folks don't have a clue, bless their little hearts. Every single person makes mistakes--and some of them should certainly be regretted. I know for myself, it doesn't start out that way, but somewhere along the way things don't play out like I imagined in my head. It's not like I get up in the morning and say, "Lets go see what I can screw up today!" My life, like may others, has been filled with the struggle of admitting my wrongs and changing my actions going forward.
"Don't let the past remind us of what we are not now." -Crosby, Stills, Nash, and Young
With this in mind and the penitential season of Lent coming to a close, I wish you all a wonderful and blessed Easter. Oh, and enjoy those crazy memories of me...it's all good, and I believe the best is yet to be!