The Wish Gods

Sometimes I feel like this guy.

I was nine when I understood what people meant by, “Be careful what you wish for.”

I’d wish for my dad to get married. Well, okay. Maybe the expression should be, “Be careful what you wish for unless you’re very, very specific.”

If I’d known that at nine, I’d have wished for my dad to marry someone nice who won’t cause me to leave home and to steal my own stuff.

Perhaps the wish gods are the most wicked of all the gods. The wish gods work in tandem. The first one plants the wish in your mind. For example, you might suddenly realize you wish to be a writer.

The wish grows. The wish roots itself deep in your mind and your soul. By the time you realize you might have been had by a wish god, the roots are so deep, you can’t rip it out without ripping yourself apart.

And then perhaps comes the other wish god who gives you what you want.

Oh. In the meantime, other wishes have been planted, and you are a big wishing mess. And no god has created a big enough wish weed whacker to get this under control.

Okay, enough of that.

I’ve gotten my wish, and that is a great thing. I just hope I know what I’m doing.

And don’t get me started on the hope god.

3 thoughts on “The Wish Gods

  1. I think all the gods, no matter their specialty are testing us. They give us what we want, in cryptic often obscure ways (nothing like what we hand in mind) just to see our reactions. They are bored, they want to play. We are their entertainment so they make it as difficult and unreasonable as possible to see how we handle it, see what we are capable of, see what we can do with what we’re given.
    There’s nothing wrong with wishing, it’s getting your wishes that challenges us.
    You’ll rise to the challenge of getting your wish.

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