I do have a few regrets.
1. I used to smoke. Gross, right? I wish I never started.
2. I completely stopped going to the gym when I met JC. It was like I couldn't waste time at the gym when I could be spending time with him. I shouldn't have stopped. It's impossible to start again.
3. Whenever you experience a profound loss- like with my father- I think it's impossible not to have regret about your relationship or your experience with that person. So of course- I always wonder if my father really knew if I loved him or understood me or knew how important he was to me. Never having these questions answered was hard for me to deal with soon after his death.