“Don’t live with regrets. Follow your heart more than your head. Follow your intuition more than expectations from those close to you.” Author unknown

I have had my share of love regrets. My husband dumped me, which was brutal as we had two small children together. Years later, I fell in love with a married man. Both men, I experienced deep love and agonizing pain, romantic regrets. I share my love journey in an amazing book, “A Man for Every Purpose, My Naked Journey Searching for Love.” Recording truths, humor, hilarity, pain, and, as stories go, some whoppers.Having romantic regret is what we humans do in every part of the world. This thread is woven throughout countries, time, and hearts.
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These regrets can be as simple as remembering they did not have the courage to tell the person decades earlier how they felt or ask them out in high school, a memory that can continue to haunt them. Living with some sort of romantic regret happens to almost all of us in some way.

You chose this one over that one. That is your choice. You soldier on with that decision; okay, he is the right one. Yet when life throws curve balls (as life always does), you consider your other option. The lingering truth is you consider the other person perhaps more than you should. However, still, you wonder if your life would have turned out much differently or better… Your thoughts hum on living your life with the choices you have made.

Some couples find each other again after many years apart at their 50th high school reunion, reuniting a love that never disappeared despite marriage, children, and grandchildren. Love is love and can be carried in one’s heart forever.

Romantic regret can last a lifetime.

This begs the question: if the love you missed was the one for you, can you adjust your thinking about the direction your life has gone? I mean, this is your life, and living in your past may not best serve you, right!?

It is also true that you may never get the closure your heart desires. That is tough. Gee whiz, I have been there, too!

How do you accept your choices or the circumstances that happened and not dwell on romantic regret?


Be grateful for the path, the love, and the lessons that showed up. Gratitude can change everything. It begins with how you think. Try writing it down, journaling what comes from your heart, let it pour out. Then, find the gratitude that is there. You may have to look, and you may have to forgive yourself. You may have had a wronged relationship or sorrowful compromises; let those be in your past and leave them behind. The lessons can come hard, but when they show up, choose to be empowered.

Rewrite the story.

Yes, my love journey has had some serious pain and questionable choices. But in order to process and come out with enlightenment, it is time for me to see the good. I have been blessed to have known passionate and deep love. For me, at that time, it was not meant to last. But I KNEW LOVE that was not nothing, it was something! That something counts; I can be a part of great love. I will shine my light on that story, not the one of lost love but the one of once love.

Will your memories of disappointment in love be a cold, wet blanket that you drag around whenever you are blue, or will they be reasons to find change to brightness, offering lessons in life?

Keep love in your day, every day. Be thankful, find a reason to be thankful, and see love.

My Mantra: What we think and feel shows up for us.

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Katie L Lindley

Although I would like to say I am organized, focused and cookie-cutter, that simply would not be me. I am no different than any other woman in the world. I love to love, love hard, and, in the end, have learned to love myself above all else. So here I am, writing about the many men and the multiple purposes they have served in my life. Realizing that not one man on my roster had fulfilled every single one of my needs. Perhaps one man is not supposed to? I have compiled snippets of the men that have entered my world. In the end, they have shoved me towards my bathroom mirror, forcing me to take a better look at myself. Reflection is brilliant and the strongest guidepost into ourselves.

Working on the next book in the series “A House for Every Purpose, My Journey From Pillow to Pillow” revels a woman abandoning her home in search or her identity beyond men, motherhood, author.

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