Right before I went to bed last night, I had a conversation with God. I was feeling somewhat out of sorts and I half-jokingly said aloud, “God. I really wish that you could give me a do-over”. Yeah, I talk to God out loud sometimes. And you know what? Sometimes He talks back…

I closed my eyes and had a pretty deep slumber. But for some reason, I woke up an hour earlier than usual. Now normally, I’d squeeze my eyes tightly and try to force myself to push in those last 60 minutes. This morning I guess my spirit felt like I needed to go ahead and get up.

I figured, why not use  the extra time to add to my morning meditation and relax in a bubble bath. As I ran my bath water, I went to make up my bed. Someway or another, I accidentally knocked over the bottle w/ my diffuser oil all over my nightstand. Some of it reached my phone.

I quickly snatched my baby and took it to the bathroom to clean off. Everything seemed well at first, except for a greasy looking screen. But then about an hour later, the phone began to literally disintegrate. The keys started sticking and the rubber started to peel off of the back so that it wouldn’t attach anymore. It was ruined.

Now y’all know that I am a Crack Blackberry addict. I blog, I tweet, I Facebook, I conduct important business from my phone. So as soon as I was able to leave work, I rushed to the ATT store.

I knew my phone was insured, so I didn’t worry. I went over to the maintenance guy and told him to replace it. I even grabbed a phone that looked identical to the one I had and cradled it close to my bosom.  He informed me that the replacement phone would be mailed to me in 2 business days. Or I could get an upgrade, but I wasn’t eligible for a free one until June. The cost to walk out of the store w/ a phone would be close to $200. GTFO!!!

Then I remembered my old Blackberry Pearl that was in the back of my truck. I discarded it in an old sorority bag when I bought my precious Curve with all of the bells and whistles.  I asked if he could switch everything over and he said sure! GREAT!

So as he’s changing all of my info over, he mentions that when Blackberries are no longer used, when the battery dies and the SIM card is removed, the information is frozen at that day and time. That meant that my phone would be begin again on the day that it ‘died’.

June 5, 2009. That’s was my BB’s TOD. And when it was resurrected, it was like I was transported back in time. I saw all of my last phone calls, pictures, videos, text messages, emails – even my last FB status from that day. It was like opening a time capsule.

I thought about my “do-over” request and how the night before, I wanted God to take me back to right around the time period that I was looking at in my phone. Before I met new people who would disappoint me, before I had my freedom, before I had new responsibilities and was anxiously waiting to begin my “sojourn”.

Looking back into that moment in time, I wondered how different I may be if I’d done some things in the last 9 months differently. I know that where we are in life is exactly where we are supposed to be based on who we were in those moments in time. But looking at things in hindsight is interesting when you know how things unfold.

Right now, I’m getting used to my old Blackberry. The keypad is inconvenient, its runs a little slower, the screen’s not as big and it’s not fancy – but I appreciate it. And instead of putting in an insurance claim and getting my Curve back, I think I’ll let the old me stick around for a while. Make some new memories with more wisdom.