In an effort to further procrastinate while planning my wedding a couple years ago, I visited my favorite spot for new information, Twitter, and I stumbled across an article that really made me take pause. It was an article written by Joe Martino discussing the book: The Top 5 Regrets of the Dying where a palliative nurse recorded the most common regrets of the dying and published them in a book.
The one that really stood out to me concerned relationships.
I wish I had stayed in touch with my friends.
“Often they would not truly realize the full benefits of old friends until their dying weeks and it was not always possible to track them down. Many had become so caught up in their own lives that they had let golden friendships slip by over the years. There were many deep regrets about not giving friendships the time and effort that they deserved. Everyone misses their friends when they are dying.”
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I think what makes me most sad about this is how easy it is in this day and age to stay in touch with friends and relatives, no matter the time or distance between us. Think about it. With the worthwhile investment of a stable, reliable high speed internet connection, the options are pretty much limitless. A quick eCard, a short status update on Facebook, chatting on instant messenger or even sending weekly emails.
It seems odd, but I think my husband and his friends have the best solution for keeping in touch. Even though they’re spread across the state, they keep in touch through online gaming and trash talk via Xbox Live. While that’s not how I like to connect with my girlfriends, there are services like Skype or even FaceTime, where you can actually kinda-sorta-really be face to face.
I’ve realized that I haven’t taken advantage of these options enough over the years. I’ve lost touch with people who have made meaningful impacts on my life and it never hurt more than as I planned my wedding. It was then that I realized how much time had slipped by and that suddenly, I had no way of contacting the people I would have liked to join in this happy celebration. Numbers had been changed, invitations were marked “returned to sender” – all the result of the life changes people tend to experience over the years. But I’ve decided that there is no room for regret. All I can do now is work on ways to squeeze the people I have now a little closer and work towards maintaining my friendships from here on out.