I believe that if I wash and vacuum my car, refill the windshield washer reservoir and top off the gas tank, then that strange noise—and no, Mr. Mechanic, I can't describe it—will miraculously disappear.
I believe with all my heart that my children will grow up to be self-assured, successful, well-balanced, compassionate human beings, never needing therapy over unresolved parental issues, will one day realize that I'm truly the coolest and hippest Mom that ever lived...with only the slightest difficulty recognizing truth from fiction.
Amen.
