Regrets Only or Not

     I don't know why I've had this on my mind, maybe it's because of the approaching birthday  #55, anniversary #30 or just the full moon, but I've been thinking about the question, "Do you have any regrets?".  A response you often hear is, "No, if I had to do it all again, I would do the same, in order to be where I am now, counting my many blessings."  I suppose to a point, I would agree, because I'm usually the one spouting off about how mistakes can lead you in the right direction, and if you learn a lesson, one should not regret a mistake. But honestly, I do have some regrets, regrets of commission, and regrets of omission.  There are things I wish I hadn't done, and things I wish I had done.  I regret that I dated ......, I regret that my brother had to sell his Camaro, I regret that I didn't get my driver's license until I was 21, I regret that I didn't know my Aunt Vivian very well because I think I must be somewhat like her.  Which brings us to the topics of remorse, and guilt and shame.  I'm just not going there today.  And while thinking about my regrets, I also thought about how some of my regrets were not totally of my own doing, and how some of my regrets became regrets in hindsight.  So how can I be take ownership of regrets that I did not know were going to be regrets, or regrets that involved the decisions of others?  Maybe one day I'll evolve to that place of personal evolution that includes no regrets.  I'm not there yet.  So how about you? Any regrets? (Please don't say that you regret you read this post because then I'll have to regret writing it!)