If we miss the trashcan with our toss, we pick it up and deposit it – we’ll try for a better shot next time.
Typos can be fixed – unless we’ve already hit send and our intended recipients are either incensed by our accidental ‘auto-corrected’ message or laughing hysterically at our mistake; most often a simple ‘oops, sorry’ generates an understanding response.
But what about the mistakes we cannot fix?
Words we cannot un-say, wounds we cannot un-hurt or the circumstances we cannot ‘do over’, what about those?
I find I notice my mistakes now, more than ever. I find fixing them relatively simple and quick compared with mistakes of the decades past …
Lifestyle, for one, is something we can fix – diet, sleep and exercise are the cure – but look around, most of us aren’t doing anything to fix those either. No easy fix, but consider the reward …
Mistakes made with partners and children, close friends and parents – those were fixable then, but how can we fix them now?
Is it too late?
Failure to fix what we can makes us a fool, does it not? It has nothing to do with the date on the calendar – we are a fool whether or not it is April.