…is the topic for this week’s Prompt suggested by Sara at Mum turned Mom.
When I first pondered this I started thinking: world peace; £100,000 salary for every person in the world; the end to ‘extreme weather’ events; free, painless and readily available cure for cancer; no more food shortages. Oh you just need to watch one news bulletin to come up with far more than three fantastical wishes to make this world a better place.
So I’ll put those altruistic musings aside and allow myself more of a self-indulgent foray into desire.
My first is a heartfelt wish. Last year my dad was diagnosed with prostate cancer and he has been in and out of hospitals ever since having scans to assess the extent of any growth, having his blood levels tested for the protein PSA (which indicates that cancer may be present) and having to discuss other factors which may affect any aggressive therapy. He finally has a date for the beginning of his course of radiotherapy. On the third of April he will travel up to the Royal Marsden Hospital in central London every week day for seven weeks. So its an obvious one for me really – I wish him every success with his treatment with the absolute minimum of pain or discomfort. I wish for his speedy return to full health.
Secondly, a practical wish. Wouldn’t it be lovely to be both knowledgeable and capable in both the legal and medical fields? We all have times in our lives when we need either a doctor or a lawyer and I have often found myself turning to good old Google when any niggling query or worry raises its ugly head. I guess there’s a good reason why these two professions generate nice big incomes! In my book knowledge is power and useful knowledge is one of the greatest assets you can have in life. However I am not about to re-train in either field so all I can do is summon up the wish fairy!
And lastly, a frivolous wish – two or three sizes smaller in the boob department please! To be honest I’ve got used to what I’m working with here. I was a 32FF before children which was bad enough, but after two pregnancies I’m stuck with 32GGs! The main issue I have with this is the fact that it makes it impossible for me to find many off the peg dresses or tops which are truly flattering. It would seem that clothes manufacturers have no concept that it is possible to be one size on top and another size on the bottom. Its pointless me trying to buy a bikini from any high street store in the summer as I would need a size 12 on the bottom and a size 18-20 on top! And this is in no way boasting as I believe that this is much more of a curse than being flat chested – the surgery for breast reduction looks absolutely horrendous, painful and ugly compared to the ease of stuffing a little silicone cushion through a minor incision. Ho hum, I guess I’m stuck with these babies!
What would your three wishes be?