Sunday, July 6, 2008

Happy Birthday to me!
Yesterday I turned 34. 34 years old...where have all the years gone?

When I was a kid, I couldn't wait to grow up. How exciting grown up life seemed. I wouldn't have to live with my parents, I would have my own place, I would have a job, etc. How many adults looked at me and said to enjoy my childhood, it would be gone before I knew it? And it was.

I don't know if I would want to go back and relive everything. What I want more than anything is the naivete (however you spell it). I want to have carefree days of spending time with friends. I want my most tiring job to be babysitting the kids up the street. I want to take bike rides with my brother. I want to play Barbies with my sister. We used to have so much fun. We created so many activities...not even using any the toys my parents had bought us. Our imaginations led us.

I guess I can't really say my adult life isn't great. I'm reliving all those innocent days of my childhood through my son. On the 4th little man watched his first fireworks display. He sat so still in my lap taking it all in. At the conclusion, he clapped. Did he really understand why? Probably not, but I absolutely loved sharing that first with him.


melanie said...

Happy Birthday!!

And I think we all feel that way- you just don't really get it until you're an adult. We're always wishing for something else. Even now when I complain about Hailey and her whining and her tantrums.... my mom tells me she'd give anything to have those days back- tantrums and all.