No Regrets
Two Januarys ago my husband and I went to Turks and Caicos for a long weekend to celebrate his birthday as well as get out of NY to escape the dead of winter January cold. It was a much needed vacation for us as the few months leading up to it were filled with unsuccessful fertility treatments and a series of meltdowns. We spent each day lying on the beach drinking mimosas, margaritas, pina coladas etc. and talking…..lots and lots of talking. It was vital for us to be on that beach together disconnected from the city, work, life, plans and to reconnect as a couple.
As we were trying to solve the worlds and our problems, one mimosa at a time, Scott turned to me and asked “Is there anything you wish you could do over again”, and I pretty quickly responded “No”. I think I surprised both of us with my answer because that was probably the first time in my life I actually really felt that way, and still do.
It’s not because I think I did everything “right”….on the contrary, actually. I have done a LOT of sh*t not fit for this blog that idontCARA to re-live. There were too many times I did not value myself enough, didn’t trust my instincts, was careless with myself and others, and really just plain stupid. I have spent A LOT of time ( too much) feeling ashamed of those mistakes and have beat myself up over many of them, over and over again. I can remember when Scott and I were first dating and we would stay up late talking and sharing “secrets” about ourselves to one another. I would cringe with each one I revealed….and he wouldn’t flinch. None of it mattered to him. He has never once held anything over my head, threw it in my face or judged me. It is actually one of the things I love and admire most about him. The reason I would cringe was because I hadn’t forgiven myself. It’s like that fight between Hannah and Marnie on Girls, where Hannah says “No one could ever hate me as much as I hate myself. So any mean thing someone’s gonna think of to say about me, I’ve already said to me, about me, probably in the last half hour!” Watching that episode made me laugh and cry a little all at the same time, as do a lot of Girls episodes. Because ain’t that the truth? We really are our own worst enemies and critics. It is harder to forgive ourselves than it is to ask for forgiveness from others.
I’m not proud of a lot of mistakes I’ve made… but unfortunately I don’t get to erase them and still be the person I am right NOW. You cannot rewrite history, but you can learn from it and move on. It has taken me a while to have this perspective, and still need to be reminded by others (often a text to my best friend from college Bianca, who has seen me do it all ) as well as reminding myself. I am thankful for the lessons I’ve learned and really do believe that all my life’s experiences, mistakes, and choices (good, bad and stupid) were each a stepping-stone to the life I am living NOW and have shaped who I am TODAY.
So as much as I hated and struggled through each fertility disappointment, those disappointments are what made me take a look inside, and back, take better care of myself and Scott, accept the past and leave it where it belongs….. It’s what got me to forgive and got me on that beach with my partner for life with a mimosa in hand with NO REGRETS.
Hoping this post helps you all to try to do the same.
“The past is like an anchor holding us back. You have to let go of who you are to become who you will be”.