What I am, why, and how.

I am
a mistake maker,
a chance taker,
afraid--
standing at the edge of this
precipice,
preparing to jump into
house, husband, and hopefully a 9-to-5.

I am not
a subscriber to the "no-regrets" approach.
No.
My little bag of things-I-wish-I'd-done-or-hadn't
lies bedside me.

Each morning,
I reach over and fish out
one well-worn regret to relive--
to remember
so many times that undeserved Grace
came to me with Love.

Recalling this, maybe
throughout the day
I will not take every chance to turn away,
hold back,
judge,
reject,
or recoil.

Instead, perhaps
Grace will grow in me,
and fertilized by regret recalled, it will sprout openness,
fearlessness,
understanding,
sweet sweet reconciliation,
and the willingness to dive in deep.