Bad things happen. And people always say, “It could be worse.”
Those are terrible words of encouragement. Nobody ever gets up off the floor after being told what they just went through isn’t the worst it could be.
I always think the worst. When I board a plane, I scrutinize the passengers, hoping we’re worthy of surviving the flight. Babies and do-gooders won’t be on a plane destined to crash. Angry, destructive people, however, worry me.
I’m at ...