I’d like to wake up every day without regretting that we live in a small house, that I’m homely by conventional standards and that I haven’t come close to reaching my “potential” for achieving great things.
I’d like to not read yet another news article or Facebook post about some selfless and/or accomplished person who fed the hungry, graduated from Harvard or graced their surroundings with artistic flair.
For that matter, I’d like to never again learn of some living saint who died an untimely death from COVID19.