Nadine Stair (attributed, probably erron …

Nadine Stair (attributed, probably erroneously):
If I had my life to live over, I’d dare to make more mistakes next time. I’d relax; I’d limber up. I would be sillier than I have been this trip. I would take fewer things seriously. I would take more chances. I would climb more mountains and swim more rivers. I would eat more ice cream and less beans. I would perhaps have more actual troubles, but I’d have fewer imaginary ones.
You see, I’m one of those people who lived sensibly and sanely hour after hour, day after day. Oh, I had my moments, and if I had to do it over again, I’d have more of them. In fact, I’d try to have nothing else. Just moments, one after the other, instead of living so many years ahead of each day. I’ve been one of those persons who never goes anywhere without a thermometer, a hot water bottle, a raincoat, and a parachute. If I had it to do over again, I would travel lighter than I have.
If I had my life to live over again, I would start barefoot earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall. I would go to more dance; I would ride more merry-go-rounds. I would pick more daisies.

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  1. Erroneously indeed, the actual authors name was Strain, not Stair. She wrote it in 1978 for a little magazine called Family Circle in Louisville, Kentucky. I’m amazed at how far it’s gone and how many have read it since then. I wonder what started it’s rise to fame? Did someone find it hidden away in a dusty attic? Has it always been this popular?

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