What moment do you wish you had a second chance at?

I think there are lots of times I wish I could change something I said or did, or didn't do (started saving earlier, finished college, spent more time on the floor playing with my kids when they were bitties) but there is one point where I really, really wish I had stood up for myself. 
It would have completely changed the course of my life at that time, but I would still have had my kids. Everything turned out fine, but I think that road that got me here would have been a whole hell of a lot easier than it was and saved me some sad times and heartache. But on the other hand, maybe it wouldn't have been? Who knows - butterfly effect and all that. 

For sure, I wish I could change that I bought the wrong lottery ticket last week though! Ha

When we found out I was pregnant with our first. My now husband said he was going into the Navy & for some reason we talked and he changed his mind.
Thinking on it, no major reason not to join. We decided with how violate my family was it wasn't a good choice for me to be left with them.
To go back and rethink a 18 year olds thought process.
But without that choice who knows how it would have changed our life.

It's nothing I can share here, but I do have one. Maybe two or three. Oh how I wish we could get do-overs.

I really don't have too many regrets, but the one I will forever wish I had done differently....

I went to see my DH's grandma before we went on vacation. She was dying and I knew I would probably never see her again. I stopped by after a grocery run where I left the little ones home with my DH.

I had called to make sure it was OK that I came (she was living with the in-laws). When I got there, they said "oh, the kids aren't with you?"

They were at home, getting ready for bed, and we were leaving in the morning. (I think they were 1 and 3 at the time). No one was really upset that it was *just me,* but she did end up dying and I just wish I would've gone home and got them so she could have seen them again.

Live and learn. What else can you do sometimes?

I shoved a girls head into a water fountain just to be a bitch. I still fee bad about it, over 20 years later.

I have regrets and think of them from time to time, but I don't let them make me too sad. I try to think of how I could do it differently next time.
I regret some thoughtless & hurtful comments I made in college. A few years back I ran into an old college friend and after I apologized for a comment I once made, he told me he'd forgotten all about it. Some regrets loom larger in our own minds.
I regret not putting money away for retirement at an earlier age. Can't do much about that...just saving like crazy now.

I have 2 that come to mind...

We had been invited to join DH's side of the family on a cruise, then to Niagra Falls, and we already had vacation plans and couldn't go. That would have been our last trip as a family before DH's mom passed away. I regret that we didn't change plans and go with them.

Also related to her death...while she was in the hospital, she kept asking DH about me, and if I was coming. I worked an hour away, and would have had to drive in rush hour through Dallas and Ft. Worth to get there, then we'd have to drive both cars back. We decided I would only go if things got worse, or if they needed me. She passed away in 4 days. I never got to see her while she was there, and I regret it, because she asked about me.

There was a girl in my class in 6th grade. She was nice, but her mom would come to eat lunch with her at school every day (which was weird) and I got made fun of for playing with her by other kids in my class. So I stopped. I sometimes wish I could look her up on Facebook and apologize but she had a very popular last name and I'm not sure I could even find her.

There was also an incident along the same lines with a boy in high school.

There is also a college roommate's friend I wish I had told to jump off a cliff instead of wasting any effort on.

Sometimes I think how different my life might have been had I not ran away and gotten married when I was 17. I had a lot of things going for me at that age and I left them behind without giving them due consideration. Still, I find it hard to regret that choice too much since I wouldn't have had my son if I hadn't gotten married and he was worth any amount of pain.

I will always regret not taking my kids to see their great grandfather after his bypass. He had the surgery over Thanksgiving and went home the Tuesday after? I was with him for the surgery and his hospital stay after it. I always did night duty when he was in the hospital because he said I did quiet better than anyone else in the family.

DD's 10th birthday was on the Friday after he left the hospital, and we were going to celebrate it with her friends on Sunday at a scrap get together. Poppy had my Mom call me and ask me to bring them to see him that weekend and I said I couldn't because of our plans. Mom called while we were at the scrap party to tell me he had passed in his chair a few minutes before.

We were absolutely devastated. Poppy had been thru 7 major health crisis in the previous 5 years and had weathered them like the tough old Coon Ass that he was. Even though he seemed less upbeat after the bypass, it truly never occurred to me that he would die after going home. Mom told me that he had wanted to see DD, his heart he called her, to thank her for the card she had sent him before his surgery. She'd drawn him as Superman, jumping over a car, and had written that he was her hero. He had shown everybody who came into his hospital room that card; he said he'd never been anyone's hero before. I let her put the card in the casket with him.

Marcy

I can really relate to this. I often think about what my life would be like now if I just made different choices, and then I feel guilty because my biggest regret is getting married at 19, and if I changed that I wouldn't have my dd.

Wow, a lot of these are really heartfelt. I dated a guy in high school for 3 uneventful years. When I was ready to walk away, he hit me in the face (he had never been violent until that moment). I knew I was never going to see him again, so I just walked away. I completely regret not hitting him back.

When I was younger I had no filter, and could blurt out really insensitive things to people. Not to be mean, but because it was the first thing that popped into my head, and I was probably trying to be funny.
I have since taught myself to (mostly) think twice before I open my mouth.

I *almost* didn't tell my grandmother I was naming my firstborn after her. But I couldn't help myself, and I HAD to tell her. She was over the moon. And she passed away five days before I gave birth. So that is probably the one time my impatience was a blessing.

I would be the first one to get in that time machine.  Unfortunately we can change the past only the future