I looked into the mirror As I so often do, Applied a little moisturizer And some cover too. I couldn’t help but notice The creases and lines; The dark spots and the wrinkles, All signatures of time. And as I looked intently At what the mirror showed, I couldn’t help …Read More »
By Erma Bombeck - written after discovery of her terminal cancer
I would have talked less and listened more. I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained and the sofa faded.
I would have eaten the popcorn in the "GOOD" living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace.
I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.