Wishful Thinking

I wish that:

Spring would hurry up and get here. The snow is finally leaving, but everything is now so brown and ugly. Not that I want more snow to cover it up...

I had more time to spend with grandson Justin. He is a true rainbow in a world that sometimes seems only shades of gray.

My husband and I were able to afford an early retirement. So many things that we'd like to do together.

I could afford to take those flying lessons before it's too late.

The world could be at peace, of course.

I could give my kids their dreams.

Miracles were more plentiful - but then I guess they wouldn't be miracles, would they? I just know of so many people in need of one right now.

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