Yea me neither. Cold regret is a term I’ve not heard before but it is what I feel today. May I explain?

When you were young(er) did you think you’d have fully experienced life by the time you hit 67? I certainly did. And yet today was a fully new, confusing, rewarding, challenging, regretful, thrilling, life experience.

Ray Lehman

Yea me neither. Cold regret is a term I’ve not heard before but it is what I feel today. May I explain?

When you were young(er) did you think you’d have fully experienced life by the time you hit 67? I certainly did. And yet today was a fully new, confusing, rewarding, challenging, regretful, thrilling, life experience.

“Life experiences” you know what I mean. Think how many you’ve had with flying. Your first flight, your first flight to another country, your first flight in a propeller driven plane if you’re as old as me your first flight in a jet-powered plane. OMGosh what about the first flight where you watched a movie to help pass the time? Wait, your first flight on a plane with Wi-Fi!!! How about piloting a plane for the first time? There is more..what about parachuting from 14,000 feet? Ever flown in an aerobatic plane? Rolls, stalls, spins, loops….STOP I’m getting ill. Perhaps some of the above is prompting great memories of some of your life experiences.

Do you have any regrets? Do you have any experiences that still give you chills?

Personally, my life has few significant regrets. I could have been a better husband. I wish I’d never put coconut in my mouth. I should have said yes when Carolyn wanted to “play”. We Catholics go to confession to tell a priest what we have done wrong many of which are regretful. I think we all have regrets.

Have you ever experienced the feeling of cold? Silly question, right? The cutting frigid feeling of a midwinter Chicago blast of wind, the first toe carefully slowly slipped into a swimming pool, a freeze headache. I’ve been cold on a beach in Florida when the air temp was 90. There are tons of experiences of a “cold chill”. You know goosebumps. I love goosebumps.

The past 16 hours had me experience something I’ve NEVER experienced, a COLD REGRET. At 10:00 PM Thursday night I was sitting with 2 people I respect immensely listening to their answers to the questions I asked about running for a political office. Their answers were very helpful; the conversation was full of commitments, enthusiasm, laughs, and concerns but in the end, I said let’s do this. Perhaps I have an inflated opinion of myself as a leader, an innovator, a problem solver and a team builder but I’m convinced I can make a difference. I was excited to have the opportunity to help form some of Nevada’s history especially protecting the Second Amendment and the rights of the voter.

About 8 hours ago I was informed a person who had been cultured by a political leader in Las Vegas had filed for the position I was to file for in 3 hours. This person has a successful business and was hiring a well-known company to manage the campaign. Throughout the past 16 hours I was asking what do I have to offer. I’m old, chubby, have little funding but I love this country and state. Is that enough I kept asking myself. Who am I to waste time against a well trained and financed candidate of my party? After some counseling with my advocates, I let them know I felt it was best I not file preferring to do what I can to help this new candidate.

The COLD REGRET came minutes ago while taking a shower and mentally recapping the past 16 hours and then it hit me. What have I done? What are the positions of that candidate? Gun rights, school choice, right to life, reduced regulations, business growth!!! I knew nothing of those. OMGosh what did I do? You idiot!! Why didn’t I spend $100 to file? I always had the option to drop out if the candidate was what I wanted that person to be? Massive feelings of regret hit me. A chill came over me wondering if I let my gun rights friends down. A chill in the shower standing under a steady stream of hot water. A COLD REGRET.

Given another opportunity I commit to myself and those with confidence in me I will be first to file AND will gracefully bow out only if a candidate proves to be more skilled, better financed and the same God-fearing, golden rule following, Constitution loving person as I.

67 years old and still experiencing life. How cool is that?

Ray Lehman, March 16, 2018