On my way to the gym this morning, one of my favorite songs popped up on the radio.
It passed right by my sleepy mind as I rushed to finish a treadmill run and get home in time to wash my hair before work. But it came on again when I turned the key for my short commute. This time I had a chance to dream. I don’t really care if every car has a truck bed or if Cooter’s runs out of Bud Light, but there’s a few things I wish, too.
I wish cancer was only talked about in history books.
I wish women were kinder to other women.
I wish Facebook would return to the old days when it was photos, quotes and cat videos.
I wish that old people were respected more rather than less.
I wish that whoever invented the weekend would have made it three days.
I wish that you could work out in January and not have to do it again until the next year.
I wish that every child would have the kind of childhood where they don’t have to question the love of family.
I wish that money did actually grow on trees.
I wish that retirement was guaranteed and paid vacation was a right.
I wish that ice cream was healthy and cheesecake didn’t make you fat.
I wish love was as uncomplicated in adulthood as it was in high school.
I wish mean people would feel consequences immediately after their meanness.
I wish an apology would actually erase a misstep.
I wish snow would stay pretty and white and everybody got to stay home to play in it.
I wish new cars didn’t come with payments and houses were a dime a dozen.
I wish God worked faster or gave me a head’s up He was on it so I wouldn’t worry.
And I do agree with Riley on one thing. I wish good dogs wouldn’t die gray and old. That just don’t seem fair.
Since I’m wishing, what do you wish?
This is extraordinary! I wish you well…
Thank you!