What if and why are two of my favorite things to ask. I'm notorious for asking
them in writing and in life. (I think I ask often enough I drive my husband a
little nuts, to be honest). I've what if'd everything from the idea that we are
really all just microscopic beings on the thumbnail of a giant (hey, I was
twelve) to the slightly-obsessive emergency kit I packed for the drive through
a snowstorm for a family emergency (hey, I'm a California girl... how was I
supposed to know those flutters weren't a storm? and we MIGHT have needed those
empty tuna cans and tealight candles for heat... really, we might have). And I
ask why more than an eight year old. Just ask my eight year old, she'll tell
you!
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