Mistakes

 

Everyone makes mistakes, is the old adage. And it's the truth. I've made and continue to make mistakes in my life. Some tiny, like getting an answer wrong in an exam because I didn't read the question properly and some bigger, like wearing a white line across my nose at an Adam Ant concert. My husband will tell you that I drive little old ladies off the road - there was no traffic, she should have left the roundabout! This was of course an accident kind of mistake. I regret my mistakes, obviously, like the time I broke Mark's favourite mug in a fit of rage. I once wrote some letters trying to amend a few of my errors (of judgement) and I believe I've been forgiven by those (who hadn't even noticed these misdemeanours) but my head still felt burdened. Whilst writing this week's blog I've been thinking back to all the types of mistakes I've made and some have actually made me feel quite sick! About 40 years ago I decided to have a drastic change of hair style and treated myself to a cut at Fenwick's. Later that day my usual mobile hairdresser turned up to an appointment I had completely forgotten about. I felt so bad! 

I can't remember why I decided to address this topic today. Only to say that you (yes, you too) must make some mistakes, possibly less as you get older (or more?) but please forgive yourself and get over it. It is a part of life. And here and now I will say sorry to anyone that might have been affected by my errors. If I'm sorry about it then I apologise.

I think my niece Kate might think this photo is a mistake, and letting me use it on this post! But it is funny and she is cute.

I didn't lose my mind. The people in my head stole it and won't give it back.