Role Playing

by Cathy Yardley

“I heard a lot of regrets, when I was working hospice,” he said, his gray eyes looking thoughtful. “There were regrets about what they’d done, and what they hadn’t done. A lot of them said they wish that they’d taken more risks. And even more said that they wished they’d lived the way they had wanted, instead of letting other people tell them what they should do, and living that way.”

am. I’m surrounded by people who are supposed to love me, as long as I somehow become what they expect of me. And I’m done, okay? I. Am. Done.”