The worst thing in life?

The worst thing in life?


When I'm in an infernal hurry tying my shoelaces and the stupid lace snaps...... Oh, the confusion, oh the blooming anger, and to top it all, I don't have a spare left shoelace. 😊

:)@timoc. In a pinch, a spare right shoe lace might work.:)
 

This will vary from person to person but I think the worst thing in life in knowing we are going to die. :eek: The second worst thing is learning there is no Santa. :confused: The saving grace is knowing others love you enough to pretend with you.

What is your take on the worst thing in life? What is it for you.
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Chic said, " The second worst thing is learning there is no Santa." I'm not sure that's the worst thing in my life. Yet, when you're a kid and you realize that everyone has been lying to you?????? It raises the logical question, what else have you been lying about?
Of course it. does. My Dad basically validated my figuring it out--actually my older sisters seemed more invested in my continuing to 'believe' than either of my parents.

But all that is part of why i told my kids from the start that Santa, the Easter Bunny the Tooth Fairy were folk tales/myths like the others from around the globe i shared with them. i also said that as with religious beliefs it is not our/their place to dictate belief or disbelief to others.

This may seem out there to some of you, but i always felt the Santa myth did a great disservice to both family bonds and to poor children, as not getting what they asked for, particularly if folks had taken them to a store Santa or encouraged them to write a letter to Santa, sends the message that no matter how good they behaved it was not good enough.
 
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Dear friends, I didn't mean for this thread to turn into a list of all the terrible things we've been through unless it helps you to say it and get it off your chest. I was thinking in broader terms of the worst thing in life, like homelessness which someone mentioned.

When I was a kid I was very happy go lucky until my parents sent me to Catholic school where the nuns taught us the guardian angel prayer : Now I lay me down to sleep. I pray the lord my soul to keep. If I should DIE before I wake, I pray the lord my soul to take.

I was SIX! This terrified me. No one in my family had died yet, even my great grandmother was alive and kicking so I was frantic with fear about sudden death and this prayer created so many phobias in me, the dark, going to sleep, the unknown, I couldn't and didn't relax or feel in control of anything anymore until puberty. It was a real loss of innocence, and bliss. :( It was also unnecessary.
The line i made bold? Can't remember where/when/from whom i learned this more comforting version for kids: "Now I lay me down to sleep. I pray the lord my soul to keep. Thy love guard me thru the night and wake me with the morning light."
 
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Dear friends, I didn't mean for this thread to turn into a list of all the terrible things we've been through unless it helps you to say it and get it off your chest. I was thinking in broader terms of the worst thing in life, like homelessness which someone mentioned.

When I was a kid I was very happy go lucky until my parents sent me to Catholic school where the nuns taught us the guardian angel prayer : Now I lay me down to sleep. I pray the lord my soul to keep. If I should DIE before I wake, I pray the lord my soul to take.

I was SIX! This terrified me. No one in my family had died yet, even my great grandmother was alive and kicking so I was frantic with fear about sudden death and this prayer created so many phobias in me, the dark, going to sleep, the unknown, I couldn't and didn't relax or feel in control of anything anymore until puberty. It was a real loss of innocence, and bliss. :( It was also unnecessary.
My parents weren't Catholic, but that's the one I was taught, too. Plus it was the only "religion" I was exposed to as a child. Didn't bother me, but I quit reciting it when I was 8 and a visiting cousin said bedtime prayers were childish.
 

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