by Fylvia Fowler Kline
I’m a realist. I’m so objective that in our very first year of marriage, I released Roy from the obligation of roses, chocolates and niceties on Valentine’s and anniversaries. But then, every once in a while, excess estrogen foams to the surface and I slip into wishful thinking. Today is one of those days. So, here goes.
Ten things I wish I could have right now.
- All three of my children living with me or next door to me.
- Daily diet of chocolate, fruit, rice and fried fish—with an ample supply of fresh coconut on the side.
- A green thumb and a golden voice.
- A bed by a window that looks over the ocean.
- The ability to travel, volunteer, help–anytime, anywhere.
- Pets that don’t die or poo.
- A book deal that’ll send Grisham into exile.
- The license to be snarky–anytime, anywhere.
- Roy seeing the wisdom in downsizing.
- Never needing sleep.
Make time for yourself today. Sit in your favorite chair. Relax with a cup of whatever. And give yourself the luxury of making a list of wishes. One of them just might turn up one day as a serendipitous blessing. (I got #4 for two days last month!)