no longer suffices now that my son nears the age of eleven.
His questions that are answered in the negative are volleyed back at my wife and I with
"Why Not"?
Most of the time it is frustrating, this new brand of rebellion -
this fresh defiance.
Yet-
tonight as I walked through a darkened house and from his bedroom he threw a "Why Not" out into the silence,
it hit me hard, those two lone words.
Why not.
His mind is no longer that of a child, but his voice is.
The stretching of vocal cords doesn't seem to pace that of the growth of imagination and wonder.
My own Why-Nots suddenly haunted me.
Why must they suffer?
Why won't he change?
Why will it end?
Every once in a while,
Why Not
has to win the debate. It deserves to be the checkmate, the game-ender, the final blow.
Good will surely come from careful Why-Not victories-
Because I Say So.
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