What you Wish For… What could be or come true….
Superpowers. As a child, they were the stuff of dreams—magical abilities that made heroes soar above the world, save the day, and always find justice. I grew up with Superman, Batman, Wonder Woman, and Batgirl as my icons, their stories sparking my imagination and inspiring countless adventures in my backyard and living room. Comic books, cartoons, and TV shows became my portals to worlds where anything was possible and good always triumphed over evil. I wished I could fly across the sky like Superman, fight off villains like Batman, and wield justice with Wonder Woman’s golden lasso. Those childhood dreams fueled hours of play, giving me a childhood rich in creativity and wonder.
But as time passed and I grew older, reality slowly crept in. The world felt heavier, and the challenges became more complex. I still found myself wishing for superpowers, but now the reasons have changed. The desire to fly wasn’t just about adventure, it was about escaping the daily grind or visiting loved ones with ease. The wish for super strength came from wanting to lift burdens, both literal and figurative, that life inevitably brings. Telepathy and telekinesis seemed appealing, especially as age made things harder and support more elusive. Yet, in a time when people overshare their thoughts online and in person, mind-reading might not be so desirable after all.
Still, the longing for superhuman strength and the ability to fly remains. If I could fly, I’d be at my sister’s house in minutes, skipping the crowded airports and exhausting layovers. I could handle chores and errands without searching for help, making life a bit easier and less lonely. Perhaps, after all these years, my childhood wish for flight is the one superpower I’d still choose. The rest—lassos, capes, gadgets—seem less relevant now. But the power to visit loved ones and lighten life’s loads would be a gift beyond imagination. Be careful what you wish for, they say, but sometimes those wishes seem to grow wiser with age.

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