Living Life Over

Living Life Over

如果有来生

 

by Erma Bombeck

 

If I had my life to live over... I would have talked less and listened more.

 

I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was strained and the sofa faded.

 

I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.

 

I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.

 

I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage.