Do Over

Kids all over the world have used a do over as a way to go back and try again. The grown-up version of this is the mulligan where so many people, mostly men, try to impress so many others and yet the absolute worst shot ever taken by anyone swinging a golf club can be excused without a thought as a part of golfs long standing "etiquette."

Oh how nice that would be!! To be able to go back to the beginning of school and realize that it was not just simply something you did to bridge the gap between waking up and going to practice. To be able to go back and not be a complete ass to you mother, father, sisters, or grandmothers. To go back and listen to the advice your grandfather was trying to tell you.

How about either not having a relationship Freshman year at The College of Wooster with the most beautiful, wonderful, athletic woman you met in pre-season while your girlfriend of three months is back in Providence sending you amazing letters that smelled so good that when they first arrived you were instantly home with her. Or maybe going back and not breaking up with that amazing woman and instead just waiting to go home for the holidays to do the right thing at home. Or maybe just going back to not screw the whole thing up.

Maybe fixing the decision to leave D-III Wooster for Rhode Island with "disillusions of grandeur," which by the way is most definitely genetic.

Fixing the choices of bad women over the years, or the bad decisions with women, whichever way that goes, you would have to ask my family and friends about that one. Fixing the inability to not spend money, on things, people, lost causes. Fixing the choices on the job that may have made things a bit smoother, a bit more tolerable for all.

How about just simply fixing the biggest fix of all, somehow finding a way to determine what it was that I was truly meant to do, what it was that I truly wanted to do, and doing that all my life and loving it, rather than always doing what was expected, responsible, and not even considering anything else.

The only thing I am sure I would not fix is the decision to say yes to my grandmothers, that I would not change. No do over necessary there.

Thank you again for getting this far with me.