If I had to live my life over:

I would go to bed when I was sick instead of pretending the earth would stop if I weren't there for a day;
I would burn the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage;
I would talk less and listen more;
I would invite friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained or the sofa faded;
I would eat popcorn in the 'good' living room and worry much less about the dirt when someone wants to light a fire in the fireplace;
I would take time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth;
I would share more of the responsibility carried by my partner;
I would never insist that the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because I had an expensive new hair-do;
I would sit on the grass with my children and not worry about grass stains;
I would cry and laugh less while watching television and more while watching life;
I would never buy anything just because it was practical, wouldn't show stains, or was guaranteed to last a lifetime;
Instead of wishing away 9 months of pregnancy, I'd cherish every moment and realize that the wonderful growing inside me was my only chance to partake in a miracle;
When my children kissed me impetuously, I would never say "Later. Now go and get washed for dinner.";
There would me more I love yous, more sorrys, but mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute, look at it and really see it, live it, and never give it back.