Oh, the Places You’ll Go
Dr. Seuss knew what he was talking about when he wrote that book. As children, we haven’t a clue of where life will take us, no matter how active our imaginations are.
When I was a kid, my family thought my imagination was a little too good. I imagined myself doing a great many things. Having quintuplets was one of my favorite day dreams. My second favorite was living a life of passion and drama as a pioneer woman heading west with her family in a wagon train. I was particularly good at screaming when we spotted the Indians lined up ahead on the ridge. As an adult, I came to my senses and got over the quintuplet obsession. And after seven years of on the prairie with nary an Indian on the ridge, I gave up dramatic screaming. Hiram was pleased.
All that birthing and screaming aside, my active imagination never prepared me for the places I’ve gone. I never could have imagined writing a book that required an interview with a well-known pediatric surgeon. I never could have imagined that today I would conduct such an interview. I never could have imagined that during the interview this learned, skillful man would be so humble and personable. But this morning, that’s what happened. And since it was a phone interview it happened without me leaving home. Who’da thunk it?
Now I’m wondering what new places I’ll go while researching and writing this book. I can hardly wait to find out. I feel ready for anything today, like a real pioneer woman. Too bad this adventure won’t include spotting Indians on a ridge. I’ve had a dandy scream ready and waiting for years. It’s a shame to waste it.
