Take a moment today to stop and think about this? When was the last time you made a wish? In my case, it has been awhile, I really do not know the reason for it, but I evidently just stop making wishes a part of my daily routine.
When I was working, I would “wish that I made more money” or that “I had more time for my family instead of my job.” Now that I am retired and more or less set in my ways, I find that the occasional wish for some intangible that I do not have, is at best, fleeting.
I just don’t do it.
When we are young, we “wish that we were older” so that we might partake of all those things that we are prohibited from doing because we are too young. We wish we had a car, a better looking girlfriend/boyfriend/significant other (you figure it out).
My wife used to say “I wish I had a candy-bar.” and I would quickly answer up, “Dog-gone it girl, don’t waste a wish on something so trivial as a candy-bar, I will BUY you a candy-bar, wish for a #3 washtub full of money, don’t blow a wish on a candy-bar!”
You see … We do not actually know how many wishes in life we are granted per person, so it is a good idea, to make every wish count. Do you know what the two biggest disappointments in life might be?
Wishing for something that you do not have.
Getting what you always wished for.
So I close my eyes dear reader, and I see myself walking down a white sand beach somewhere in the great places of our world, and I look down and low and behold, I spy a small ornate bejeweled bottle in the sand. I lean down and I pick it up and gingerly pull on the cap, and it opens and whoosh, a 100 ft Genie comes out of the bottle.
He looks down at me and says, “Oh thank you! You have freed me from my prison that has encapsulated me for some 800 years! In gratitude, I will grant to you ONE WISH for anything in the world that you heart should so desire.”
So I think about it a little, then I look up at the Genie and I say to him … “What the hell? How come I don’t get THREE WISHES like all them other guys in those Genie jokes?”