For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these, “It might have been.”

– John Greenleaf Whittier

 

 

 

 

What does that mean?

This quote is about regret and sadness. It is about what might have been, if only action had been taken. It comes from the poem “Maud Muller,” which is about a young and beautiful girl who meets a wealthy judge from the local town. Both are attracted to the other, but neither says anything. They each go on with their lives, wondering what might have been.

A longer section of the poem ends like this (lines 101-106):

Alas for maiden, alas for Judge,

For rich repiner and household drudge!

God pity them both! and pity us all,

Who vainly the dreams of youth recall;

For of all sad words of tongue or pen,

The saddest are these: “It might have been!”

This is, unfortunately, something that nearly all of us will have in common, if not already, eventually.

How many times has someone you wanted to meet slipped away while you were busy trying to find the best words to use when introducing yourself? Or how many times did a business opportunity slip away because we thought we knew better or were rather full of ourselves. It has certainly happened to me.

And that’s just the topic of the quote. What other areas in your life have the words “it might have been” hanging over the memory of something you did or failed to do?

Yes, there is a price to pay for trying and failing. But I believe the price of not trying is often much higher.

Why is living without regret important?

How much of your life do you want to dedicate to the re-living of unpleasant memories? How much time do you want to invest in things you cannot change? How much emotional pain are you willing to put yourself through in order to re-live these past situations and second guess yourself?

Personally, I have tried (often in vain) to spend enough time reviewing a situation to learn something from it, and then I try to put in a box labeled “lessons learned.” I may go back to it if I come across a similar situation later in life, but I try not to rummage through the box. Ever. That’s a massive time suck and an emotional drain.

I owned a home in Reno. It had a very small mortgage. I paid $250,000 for it. I could have kept it and turned it into a rental, but I was afraid of the market. So, I sold it for (you guessed it) $250,000. Not even two years later, it was worth over $500,000. Think I haven’t ruminated over that stupid decision? Of course I did.

How much nicer would life be if you could set your past regrets aside, and move forward with your life, taking action when opportunities come your way? That’s what I try to do (again, often in vain).

I believe it’s worth a try, wouldn’t you agree?

Where can I apply this in my life?

From my experience, there seem to be two major components to living with few regrets (I can’t imagine living with absolutely none, can you?).

The first step is to take prompt action. The second is to accept the outcome of your action (or inaction) and move on with your life.

The first, to me, is key. If you don’t take prompt action, the opportunity often slips away. And the crucial part of being ready to take action is to be prepared. Preparation and confidence can also be bolstered by practice and by learning from your mistakes.

Where in your life do you most often have regrets of not having taken action? Be careful about 20/20 hindsight. Don’t say something about playing lottery numbers or stocks based on knowledge you couldn’t possibly have had in advance.

But do you have regrets frequently when you meet people? That’s my biggest source of regret.

What about your agonizing afterwards? Do you berate yourself or are you full of self-recrimination?

What is your attitude towards yourself? Do you say, “I should learn something from that,” or do you call yourself names, list all your faults and otherwise run yourself down?

In the long run, which path leads you forward, and which leaves you so afraid that you freeze up when an opportunity presents itself? If you’re like me or most people I know, the latter is the more frequent response. But that’s not the best way to move forward, is it?

Forgive yourself and move on.

So how do we focus more on what we can learn, rather than calling ourselves names? The first thing I try to do is to take the emotion down a notch or two. I find that my periods of pity and self-flagellation tend to be when I am most emotional or the most fatigued. Once I tone that down, I can be a little more reasonable.

And that’s when I can start being logical and analytical about what happened or failed to happen. I ask myself “At what point did I mess up?” How could I have pulled things together and better prepared myself for the opportunity? What should I have said, what should I have done?

When I was 16 my dad and I bought a 1966 Ford Mustang from, of all people, Melissa Gilbert’s dad. Remember her? She played on a TV show called Little House on the Prairie. I paid something like $1,600 for it. And proceeded to “cherry it up,” spending another $4,000 to make it the best damn Mustang in the world. I loved that car. But then when I graduated college and got my first professional job, I decided I was worth more than a 15-year-old car and proceeded to sell it for about $3,000. Today? That car is worth upwards of $45,000. Such a dunce. Woulda, coulda, shoulda … I shoulda kept it. Stupid me.

Look, the point isn’t to beat myself up for being such a dunce, but to learn something from the experience. That way, it isn’t a failure, it isn’t a complete loss or a complete waste of time. It isn’t as good a teacher as actually having tried something, but at least I’m a step closer next time, right?

So, what will you do the next time opportunity knocks? Will you freeze and wonder what might have been, or will you take a shot? Even if you mangle it badly, it’s better than nothing, right? You’ve got a real data point, not just a guess.

You’ll learn more from a failure than from guessing what might have been. Take your failures and educate those coming up behind you.

About Dr Joseph Russo

Born and raised in Woodland Hills, California; now residing in Laramie, Wyoming (or "Laradise" as we call it, for good reason), with my wife Cindy, our little schnauzer, Macy Mae, and a cat named Markie. I hold a BBA from Cal State Northridge and an MBA from the University of Nevada at Reno. My first career was in business, for some 25+ years. In 2007, I shifted gears and entered the helping professions as a mental health counselor. I earned an MA in Educational Psychology and a Doctorate (PhD) in Counselor Education and Supervision. In my spare time I enjoy mentoring young and not-so-young business and non-profit executives as they go about growing their businesses and presence. I also teach part-time at the University of Wyoming, in both the Colleges of Education and Business.
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