I don't have a lot of regrets in life.
I've never found myself longing to change the past.
Even the most difficult days served a purpose and made me who I am today...so I would never regret those times.
What I do regret is the collateral damage, namely Phoebe, my former mini-dachshund.
In the midst of a hefty break-up and relocation, I had to give her up. She's with someone now who loves her just as much as I did, and for that I'm glad.
But I miss her little long nose.
The way she would borrow into my lap or refuse to sleep unless she was glued to my thigh under the covers.
Her stubborn personality and 'please forgive me and love me' eyes.
I miss my puppy.
Funny that that's one of my greatest regrets in life- right?