You can write what you want. I have no secrets on 43things…have you not read my life story on my home page. :-)
A story about wishlist:
once upon a time, in a far away land, I met a boy named “wish.” He was the fugliest, scronniest little red headed boy that lived accross the street. I thought maybe he escaped from a freak show, only to find out that he would become one of my best friends. His kind heart and giving nature drew me in and we played and played.
Then, one day, “wish” grew up. He became a handsome young man with an even stronger and braver heart than any hero Disney could create, and he had chosen the beautiful “list” to be at his side. “Wish” was very wise and knew that he was the luckiest man in the world to have such a wonderful “list” by his side. Then came the most beautiful little “wish-list” of them all. He stands only 3 1/2 feet tall and has the cutest blonde curls atop his head. And all I can think about as I look at this beautiful family, is “Thank God he didn’t get his daddy’s red hair.” lol
xoxo love you guys.