Several years ago a number of friends began talking about the book Regretland.
At the time I was intrigued by this as my Buddhist group throughout the years stressed the concept of living a life of no regrets. However a few days ago as I began to reflect upon my years spent in Texas I began to realize that I had failed to appreciate many of my friends there as much as I should have. Alas, I discovered that I now lived in Regretland.My solution has been to take action. I now have created a "Tree of Appreciation." The regret of having not thanked Jim enough when there (and mad at him more often than not) now spurs the activity of writing little notes of gratitude and thanks to hang on my Tree of Appreciation.