Wish I could paint a brighter picture for people in mixed-orientation marriages.
Wish there was an easy-to-follow plan when you have to re-make your life
Wish I could wave a wand and make people see that gay isn't a choice.
Wishing for life before I knew.
Wish people could accept one another without prejudice. Myself included.
Wish I could get over being judgmental.
Wish I could write a post about finding a new Mr. Right.
Wish I could just FIND a new Mr. Right.
Wish for equal rights for all.
Wish my dad could live without hurting, forever. And since it's wishing, I wish my mom was still here. And that I could talk to her.
Wish church felt good.
Wish cynicism was not so easy to slip into.
Wish for the "olden days," without all the bad parts, just like in the email forwards. (hmmm...isn't it interesting that the nostaligic forwards sentimentalize the past?)
Now, I realize and know that if we were all accepting of each other, we wouldn't need to convince anyone to any new ideas. I know that struggling to change others is an ongoing movement, and that it would be boring if we were all the same. yada - yada. But I can wish anyway.
Meanwhile - I got a new grandbaby yesterday! My daughter, Liz, gave birth to a beautiful little girl! And I'm off to see her again at the hospital.