Boy Did I Live My Life Backward
An early life lesson that has stuck with me.

It was 2001 and I was just 24 years old. My boyfriend and I had shipped our tandem kayak over to the Bahamas from Palm Beach, Florida on a cargo ship.
We spent 4 months in total paddling around the Bahamas, just island hopping and living on the beach. We built fires to cook, we spear fished and we ate coconuts. It was a blissful experience.
I should mention that this was pre-Survivor! And we didn’t have a film crew with us to make sure that we didn’t die!
But we were also surrounded by sailors, and we had comfort in knowing that at any moment if we had a major catastrophe we could lean on this helpful community if needed.
One day while my boyfriend was walking on the beach, he came across an older gentleman who was also out for a walk. They got to talking and, of course, the man wanted to know where his boat was.
This is when he told him that we were just living out of our kayak.
The man was astounded and had many questions. They chatted for a while then he told Jamie that he wanted to give us some food to take with us and that we should paddle over to his boat later to collect it.
Later in the day, we pushed our kayak off the beach and headed over to his boat. We were immediately in love with his beautiful trawler. With wooden features and attention to detail, we could only dream of ever owning something so lavish.
It looked like he had a few generations of family there with him, and one would think that this man had everything in the world that would ever make him happy. Plus, I’m sure many envied his wealth and status.
As we pulled up to the boat, he had both hands on the railing and was looking down at us.
It was then that I looked up into some very sorrowful eyes.
“Boy did I live my life backward.” He said. “When I was young I wanted to do what you are doing, but I was determined to work hard just so that I could retire. I hoped that once I retired, I would be able to do all the things that I had wanted to do my whole life. But now I’m too old to do those things.”
“At the end of the day, let there be no excuses, no explanations, no regrets.” ― Steve Maraboli, Life, the Truth, and Being Free
A silence fell over everyone and his family eyed us up suspiciously. We had clearly rocked this man’s seemingly solid foundation with our chosen way of life.
We were speechless.
Here we were, basically bums living off the beach with barely any money to our names, and this man with an enormous amount of wealth was envious of us!
It was a profound moment in my life. And I believe that subconsciously this lesson has been with me since that day. I silently vowed then, to never live my life with regrets as he had.
And so far, I really haven’t.
But how many people are doing the same as this man? How many are living a life that is dictated by the status quo? A life that tells us to go to school, get a job, build a family, and accumulate wealth.
A life that we think will buy us happiness later?
We only get one shot at this thing we call life.
We need to make it count.

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