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My great-grandmother and I were very close. She died a couple of weeks before her 90th birthday in 1990. I was 27.

I spent much of the last two weeks of her life at my parent's house, helping to care for Nana as she'd been living with them and was getting hospice care at the end.

I was sitting beside her, reading to her, when I paused to ask her a question. Her answer changed the course of my life. Pretty much every decision from that point forward resonated with her soft voice saying "I wish..."

Me: "Nana, what do you wish you'd done differently?"

Nana: "I wish I hadn't been so afraid of what people would think. I wish I had done more things - traveled more, taken more chances."

This surprised me as she was a daring woman for her time. Pushed back on a lot of societal expectations, stood up to bullies. To hear her say this, hit the core of my being.

Wyn Snow's avatar

My regret is not discovering the conversations I needed to have with my parents -- before they died. And not just before they died but *WAY EARLIER* than that. Like me = 40 and them 60's would have been great. Instead of me = 70's and them dead.

Having conversations with ghosts is challenging. Of course, said ghosts were living in my head, so it was indeed possible. Yet still not easy.

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