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Not something like burying a child, did that - horrible, sad, but not a choice.

For example, as a child we were very poor and couldn't afford much. We couldn't even afford the $1.80 beans that had flavoring in them, we had to buy the 56 cent beans with no flavoring. I would sneak down the aisle after mom left it, tear open the "flavored" beans and take the little packet of flavoring out and steal it. I also stole deoderant because the other kids would laugh at how I smelled after PE, though we couldn't afford to buy the deoderant.

Not to be too sad - those experiences made me stronger and appreciative - I worked my way through college and am now a teacher - touching lives along the way...

What actions did you choose to make along your life that you reflect on as really sad? How did it frame your life now?

2007-01-09 15:56:10 · 8 answers · asked by Wildflower 6 in Social Science Psychology

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A year ago, I so narrowly escaped being hit head on by a car full of teenagers who were racing and lost control of their car trying to pass on a double yellow line on a country road. I was more scared than I have ever been and so literally saw my life flash before my eyes. I had a passenger with me who screamed the most terrified "sure she was going to die" scream. I knew we were dead. In that instant, i was completely sure of it. Somehow I kept control as I swerved and hit the gas instead of the brake which ran me off the road into a field as the car flashed past and hit a poledirectly behind me at the side of the road. 4 of the 5 kids in the car were killed - 2 of them instantly. There was a second car of kids in the other lane that they were trying to pass who saw it all and stopped pulled back around and got out hysterical. The driver of the second car was the brother of the driver of the crashed car.

I'm a passive person, quiet, and gracious, not one to hold grudges or point blame. I am tolerant of peoples mistakes and have always believed that with rare exception, criminals deserve a second chance.

But on that day, I chose not to be consoling, supportive, or understanding of the victims. I lashed out at the kids whose friends were dead, trapped in the car dying and struggling to survive on the pavement. I got in the face of the younger brother and let him know how awful a person I thought he was and the others in the car, that they deserved to be dead and that they were all murderers for having participated and contributed to those who died. I was viscious with my words, and unrelenting on him even after authorities arrived.

Its taken a while to get back to driving without fear, to get the images of mangled bodies in wreckage out of my mind, but the grief over my behavior and the effect I may have had on the kids.. even the driver of the crashed car who was conscious at first although barely and heard my rants before he died as we waited for paramedics unable to do anything for him as he was trapped. --- and they died.... I was there and saw them die. I saw the last looks on their faces as they thought they were hitting me.... and yet I chose to be so mean and so full of anger at them....

That is the saddest choice I have made in my life: one I regret and can't get out of my mind and heart. If I could go back and console them, hug them, tell them that they were okay, not bad people....

Lord knows I've done my share of wild things and those momentary mistakes and lapses in judgement did not kill me... there but for the grace of God go I...... and yet I chose not to carry that grace....

2007-01-09 16:36:23 · answer #1 · answered by Juju_Bee 2 · 1 0

When I look back on all the sadness's that I have experienced the one which stands out the most is the fact that I did not marry or have a family with the one Woman that I should have. Instead I let Her go with someone else. And now that She is 'free' of Him We are now both too old and cynical to be anything more than "just good friends" living together rather than a couple sharing Our lives with each other. We have lived productive lives, but every time I think about what might have been, I really do think about " what might have been". Make sense?

2007-01-09 16:12:43 · answer #2 · answered by Ashleigh 7 · 2 0

that is kinda beautiful, if God heard that, he would say that don't make you all bad~lol

pushing people up is, all most of the real americans ever wanted, but the heart ach of who you were will always make the appeal to heal in u. try to escape this and look more at the same period with some of the photograph u have to unlock more and find some happier true solutions to a changing way your perciption alter us as we relive too much too often

2007-01-09 16:39:41 · answer #3 · answered by bev 5 · 0 0

The saddest thing I had to do was fire a man that I knew really needed the job. He was a cocaine addict. Although he was a great worker (at one point I considered recommending him for management training) I discovered that he was stealing.

Although I had good reasons to do it, I still feel bad about it. I wish that I could have gotten through to him, convinced him to go into rehab.

Such a waste. I know that his family suffered due to him losing his job.

2007-01-09 16:16:41 · answer #4 · answered by blue.green_eyes 5 · 0 0

The "Saddest" thing I had to do was going to school while a lot of people made fun of me. They made fun of me because I was in special Ed, because I was poor, because of the clothes I've worn on, the guy and girls at my school use to call me ugly, they made fun of my voice, my family members also made fun of me, my dad is keep on coming in and out of prison, my mom died on thanksgiving in 2002, and a whole other stuff. I just change all the negitive things that happen in my life into possitive power to live on

2007-01-09 16:07:28 · answer #5 · answered by Anonymous · 2 0

That I came to this material world and left may dear most friend Krishna. He didn't tell me to come here I just envied Him and so their is no envy in the Spiritual World so I fell here. Now I am suffering and I have forgotten my real self. But thanks to Bhaktivedanta Prabhupada I found The Bhagavad Gita as it is and Now I know the purpose of human life and I will return back Home at the end of this life.

2007-01-09 16:18:52 · answer #6 · answered by Anonymous · 1 1

Taken life from men I do not know.

2007-01-09 16:48:40 · answer #7 · answered by no name brand canned beans 6 · 1 0

when my bestfriend was dyin,i was holdin her hand and watchin her dyin and couldnot do anythin to help her

2007-01-09 16:30:56 · answer #8 · answered by stang girl 3 · 0 0

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