There are a lot of things I miss.
I miss watching Saturday morning cartoons. Well, I miss actually getting up on Saturday morning!
I miss staying out all night with a friend, sharing our souls with each other, freezing in the chilly dawn air.
I miss decorating Christmas cookies and singing Christmas carols.
But most of all, I miss being a little girl. I love my "grown up" life immensely--the busy flurry I run around in, the feats I accomplish, the endless striving for success, pushing myself to be better, learning new things, and taking care of business. But sometimes I stop in the midst of my whirl of adulthood and wish with all my heart that I could go back to being a little girl, blissfully ignorant of all the cares of the world, caring only that the sky was blue, the flowers plentiful, and the butterflies light and airy. I miss having the freedom to wear a tiara, to change my clothes six times a day, to splash in puddles, and to sing loudly and badly any little song in my heart. I wish I had more time to explore the woods, to gaze at the clouds, to soak in the moonlight, to twirl in the rays of sunshine. At heart, this is what I am. A little girl. And yes, I still sing the song in my heart, twirl in the sun, stare at the moon, and wear tiaras from time to time. I love my life, this balance of childhood and adulthood. I can't wait to have my own little girls---I'll have a legitimate excuse to giggle all the time!!
2 comments:
And here is where theatre comes in! You can always legitimately sing, dance, twirl, and where that tiara on the stage.
sorry, it was early...I meant wear that tiara...
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