instantes.
[attributed to Jorge Luis Borges]
Si pudiera vivir nuevamente mi vida,
En la próxima Trataría de cometer más errores.
No intentaría ser tan perfecto, Me relajaría más.
Sería más tonto de lo que he sido,
De hecho Tomaría muy pocas cosas con seriedad.
Sería menos higiénico.
Correría más riesgos,
Haría más viajes,
Contemplaría más atardeceres,
Subiría más montañas, Nadaría más ríos.
Iría a más lugares adonde nunca he ido,
Comería más helados y menos habas,
Tendría más problemas reales Y menos imaginarios. Yo fui una de esas personas Que vivió sensata y prolíficamente Cada minuto de su vida; Claro que tuve momentos de alegría.
Pero si pudiera volver atrás trataría
De tener solamente buenos momentos. Por si no lo saben, De eso está hecha la vida,
Sólo de momentos; No te pierdas el ahora. Yo era uno de esos que nunca
Iban a ninguna parte sin un termómetro,
Una bolsa de agua caliente,
Un paraguas y un paracaídas;
Si pudiera volver a vivir, Viajaría más liviano. Si pudiera volver a vivir
Comenzaría a andar descalzo a principios
De la primavera y seguiría descalzo Hasta concluir el otoño.
Daría más vueltas en calesita,
Contemplaría más amaneceres,
Y jugaría con más niños,
Si tuviera otra vez vida por delante. Pero ya ven, tengo 85 años…
Y sé que me estoy muriendo.
If I could live again my life,In the next – I would try to make more mistakes,
I wouldn’t try to be so perfect, I would be more relaxed,
I would be more sillier than I have been,
In fact, I would take very few things seriously,
I would be less hygienic,
I would run more risks,
I would take more trips,
I would watch more sunsets,
I would climb more mountains,
I would swim more rivers,
I would go to more places I’ve never been,
I would eat more ice cream and less beans,
I would have more real problems And less imaginary ones. I was one of those people Who lived sensibly and prolifically Every minute of his life.
Of course I had moments of joy,
But if I could go back
I would try to have only good moments. If you don’t know – That’s what life is made of, Only moments; Don’t miss the now. I was one of those who never went anywhere
Without a thermometer,
Without a bottle of hot water,
Without an umbrella and a parachute.
If I could live again, I would travel light. If I could live again, I would try to work bare footed
At the beginning of spring Until the end of autumn.
I would ride more merry-go-rounds.
I would watch more sunrises
And play with more children,
If I had another life to live. But now, I am 85…
And I know I am dying.
Daisy Love Merrick is my former pastor’s 7-year old daughter who is battling cancer for the third time in three years. Now though I have moved 2,500 miles away and plopped myself into a world of new, some things will never change. The storm will pass. The sun will come up in the morning, and our God will always be good and sovereign and worthy of praise. Now as for this little beauty right here, I will keep on praying for her and the Merrick family and would kindly invite you to do the same.
