Seeds IX, 27
Seed: Mr. & Mrs. Murphy
Did you know that there really was a Mr. Murphy, as in Murphy’s Law? Yessir, he was an Air Force engineer in the 1940s. You know his law, I’m sure, If anything can go wrong, it will, and at the worst possible time. Can you say, “glass half-empty?” I can.
Know anyone like this? We all do it, actually. It’s the way we’ve learned to use our own minds against ourselves. Try it this way: You lose your keys. In an instant, no, faster, your brain is searching its own files for “Lost Key Experiences.” It says something like this: Aha! Remember the last time you lost your keys? You were late to work and it was the straw that broken the bosses’ back and . . . need I go on?
Allow me to introduce you to Mr. Murphy’s helpmeet, Mrs. Murphy. She too (surprise, surprise) has her own law. If something can go right, it will.
At one point when I was a kid, our address was 4544 East Oregon. Two blocks down was a different address: 4544 East Orange. It didn’t take long for the postal worker to mix up our addresses. Guess who lived on Orange? Mr. and Mrs. Murphy and their four children. Mrs. Murphy became my mom-away-from-mom. Whenever I wasn’t satisfied with my own mother’s answers to whatever I dreamed up, I went to Mrs. Murphy. She always steered me right. Thanks, Mrs. Murphy.
Dr. Susan Corso
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