I was that kid who picked every single dandelion she could find and made wish after wish. Sometimes they were serious (please let me pass my math test on Friday). Sometimes they were less serious (please let J.C. Chasez of N*SYNC fame find me and realize we’re meant to be together). But I’d gather as much breath as I possibly could and try and get all the fluff off in one puff, truly believing that if I succeeded, my wish would have a better shot of coming true.
But these days? These days it seems as if no one’s wish comes true, unless that wish is one of hate and prejudice. With all of the bad things happening in the world, it’s easy for me to get a little pessimistic about many things, including the power of wishes.
So when I found that little dandelion while I was out walking yesterday, I thought “what could it hurt?” and made a wish. A wish that the many people of this great big world woke up tomorrow with the desire to be just a little bit nicer to each other. Nothing huge, but instead of saying “no”, maybe listen to the reasons to say “yes”. Instead of arguing, maybe they would talk and instead of hating, maybe they would try to understand.
I made that wish because I so firmly believe that if everyone was just a little bit nicer to each other, the world would be a much better place. If everyone put someone else first every once in a while, maybe there would be less hate in the world.
Even though I am 27 years old and not entirely sure how dandelions get their wish making power, I figured every little bit count and I made a wish.
If you had one wish, what would you wish for?