In the midst of divorce, now, more than ever, my children look to me. "They look to me to see how merciful and generous I am in good times. They look to me to see how strong and faithful I am in bad times. They watch, they listen, and they model. Years from now I want my children to remember a childhood lived well, with a mother who was loving, consistent, devoted, funny, disciplined, playful, and totally present and emotionally available."(Kristin Armstrong)
With my magic wand, I would ease the pain of Bert's teething, enabling a slumber for each of us in excess of 2.5 hours. Some recuperative sleep would offer necessary energy to direct my wand toward legitimate calamities: poverty, illness, mean people, and ignorance. And I mean world-wide, not just within my own family. Devilish laughter.
What would you do with your wand?
Andy, if you are reading this, I am certain I know what you would be doing with your magic wand. Soon.