Many years ago, as a young adult, in a large cafeteria setting with a group of middle aged people, someone at the table posed the question “If you could go back in time and change one thing in your life, what would it be?
I listened as each person answered, wondering what should I say when it’s my turn. I honestly do not remember what people were saying they would change. I do remember some were tentative, “I think maybe I might change …”, while others were unable to narrow the answer to one choice, “There are so many, I might change … first, then …, etc.”. I felt like I knew what they expected me to say, and I didn’t want that to be my answer.