DAILY PROMPT: MY PRECIOUS
Who is the person in your life who can do no wrong? Describe this person and tell us why you hold them in such high esteem.
Luckily for me, there’s no one in my life who can do no wrong. If there were, I’d be having to crawl into a hole and rot – being, as I am, well aware of my own imperfection.
I mean, imagine it. There I am, all 5’10’’ of me before I shrank, scuttling around head to knees, paws to chest like a mouse, humbled to nothingness in the dazzle of such demi-goddery. My chiropractor could book himself a holiday in Fiji on the strength of my visits alone.
Which isn’t to say there’s no one I value above all else. Sisters, children, their partners and ten grandchildren are all ineffably precious. So precious that my mind is severely whipped if it spooks me with malicious whispers of potential harm to any one of them. They are all fantastic people. But they’re all human, thank goodness. Because let’s face it, who really wants to live with perfection? Far too stressful!
My parents were pretty damn good, and all. But not perfect. How inhibiting would it be to have parents who could do no wrong? And how inhibiting for your spouse, knowing he/she would always be measured against such impossible standards? Not that you’d be likely to have a spouse, in the circumstances. And sensible candidate would lift their skirts/trousers and take off like the Road Runner at the first whiff of your unnatural idolatry.
And here’s the other thing. If someone can do no wrong, what do they have to strive for? Hideously boring for them, I’d have thought.