Selfish or Not? My Own Wishes

I was thinking of my New Year's resolutions and things I would like to do differently in 2012. I was thinking how I could be a better person and what I could do for others.  I was also thinking what I would wish for in 2012.



Of course I would like world peace, and an end to disease and hunger.  I wish for those things without even thinking any more.



But I found myself thinking in a new direction this New Year's eve.  I had my eyes screwed shut and I was wishing like a five year old right before blowing out the candles on a birthday cake.  I wanted stuff for ME.



I thought of a bigger house, a very sparkly pair of diamond hoop earrings, and a never-ending pass to a spa for pedicures and massages.  I want my son to do wonderfully in school, to have a peaceful relationship with my husband, to have a successful writing career, and my pets to vanish.  While we are at it, I would love someone to cook for me.



I am not a terrible person, it just felt so good to think about myself for a change.  And I let myself revel about this without feeling guilty.  It was great.         



I pondered this for a while.  I still want the bigger picture--no more war and hunger and pain, but maybe I will put my own wishes back in the picture just a little bit.  I think it is OK to conjure up some of that five year old magic for ourselves sometimes. 



What would be your three wishes?