I wonder about a lot of things, past, present and future. The list is never ending. These are a few of the things I’ve pondered recently and it's just the tip of the iceberg:
I wonder how my life might have been different if I had a sister.
Why can’t people get along?
I wonder how and when I’m going to die but I don’t really want to know the answer.
Will my daughters have happy, productive adult lives?
Why did Sandy Ralph tell everyone she didn’t like me in seventh grade?
Will I be able to tolerate going to work day in and day out in my present job until I retire?
How did Caylee Anthony really die?
If we had stayed in California rather than moving to Georgia, how would our lives be different?
Why do some people have to go through so much suffering?
Will I ever have a good relationship with my brother again?
How old will I be before I can’t ride long distances on my bike anymore?
Do ghosts really exist?
If I were to exercise and eat healthy every day for a year, would it really change how my body looks?
Why do I have such a hard time making good, lasting friendships here in Macon, Georgia?
Will Obama be the president for four more years?
Is there such a thing as heaven?
Will I be like my mother when I get old?
What age is considered old?
At the end of my life, will I be able to look back with satisfaction, knowing I did the best job I could and feeling as if I made a difference?
Why don’t I ever have the dream where I can jump really, really high anymore?
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