What If…
What if I was wrong? What if the world is a less scary place than I’ve made it out to be? What if I believed all the time, and not just sometimes, rarely, that the world is made up of 99.9 percent good people? What if I believed there were a few bad and evil people who would get theirs in the end? What if I thought the Middle East will be a better place in my lifetime, in my children’s lifetimes? What if I thought Israelites and Palestinians could live in peace and harmony? What about South Korea and North Korea? Democrats and Republicans?
What if I always believed what I told my children that everything is going to be okay? What if my kids grow up in a better world because I not only wished it but every mother and father wished it, too and did something to make it so? What if I continued to turn off the news, recycle, and love my children fiercely? What if I stopped obsessing over nuclear wars, the Big One, terrorists, the economy, meth, wildfires and what ifs, and instead focused on what is?
What if…
It’s a lovely thought. You have to be in a good place to think it. Then again, if you’re in a good place, you may want to nudge the reality toward improvement…
But sometimes, we really do need to toss off the world’s worries, even if only for a few hours.