While there's been a rapid build-up of support for yesterday's "Laura Morefield Proposal," I feel I have no choice but to withdraw my idea.
It occurred to me that there are some small issues with October Redux. The first seemed frivolous: what would we do about horoscopes? After that, they got more serious. While kids might appreciate a second Halloween, would it make up for four more weeks of staring at Mr. Loomis's back as he solves white-board algebra equations and waxes poetic over his love of pi?
No.
And what about my good friend in prison (and his countless co-inmates)? I am sure they would rather have a shorter 2007 than a longer one.
So, I cannot allow this idea to grow beyond its current advocacy group. It appears I will just have to make do with the twelve months we have for 2007. I suppose that's a good thing. What would I do with the extra month anyway? Probably fritter it away thinking, "Hey, this time is gravy...I'm supposed to watch all 88 episodes of Farscape. I deserve to watch all 88 episodes of Farscape." So there I would be on November 1st, lamenting all over again about how there's not enough time left in 2007.
It was an interesting thought to contemplate, extra time. The concept has made me appreciate, on this day of all days, the time I've had. The time I have yet to have. To pause a moment and reflect seriously upon those whose lives were taken 6 years ago in an abrupt, chaotic, harsh series of terrorist attacks.
I know their families wish with their very bones for extra time. I imagine most of the victims uttered fervent prayers for more time. The families of all of those who've died in the aftermath--war in Afghanistan, war and insurgency in Iraq--they all wish for more time too.
I trust their prayers will be answered in a world beyond this one. Where time is elastic, the bonds of friendship and family are warm embraces. A place where there are no more tears.
Selah.