For every breath I take, is another moment I’ve cheated death. I need to remember not to waste those breathes on the assholes and idiots around me, only to miss out on letting the people who matter know how much they matter.
Last month on my flight home from Toronto, Canada I sat next to a very brilliant young boy (around 14 years old) who was also flying home for spring break. He had been away at some sort of advanced placement school in Canada. I’m fairly sure his IQ was off the charts, but he still played video games. Which was what the majority of our conversation was about. Still glad this old gal can still hang with the younger generation. But then he started going on about a world apocalypse. Where he would develop a biological threat, that only he alone had a cure for. And he would use the unsuspecting, but ubiquitous, dust mites as the vessel for this biological threat. It was an interesting and active imagination, but what he said next was disturbing. That by having the only cure and being able to threaten all of humanity, this was power. I confirmed that it was indeed a type of power (tyranny), but there is also power through kindness, love, and peace. He asked for examples, because I guess there aren’t enough video games about peace, love, and kindness; only zombies. I gave him examples of Princess Diana, Mahatma Gandhi, Mother Theresa, Helen Keller, and Martin Luther King.
I hope that when the Supreme Court makes their decision about marriage, it is one that supports love and equality. I think we owe it to our children so that they have more examples on the power of love to learn from.