Remember the days when life was simple, you had no worries in the world except which Barbie to play with today. (of course now Barbie is frowned upon, proving to give children a lack of self esteem)
Sometimes I miss those days. Naps in the day without anyone bothering you, in fact they wanted you to sleep. Someone preparing all your meals for you, bathing you, brushing your teeth, and just generally making sure all your needs are taken care of. Mornings spent watching cartoons, although back in the day I only remember Saturday morning cartoons and now there are cartoons on every morning. Either I was getting ripped off or times have changed. Actually, you can get 24 hours of children's programming now. What does that say about us? Ok, that's getting a little off topic.
I was watching Julianne and couldn't help but smile at her fascination in our cat, Smudge. (there is a story behind the name but we'll that for another day). She waves at the cat as if she will wave back, she chases the cat around and tries to get close enough to touch her but it never happens. Smudge will have none of that. She's skittish as is so with a child around, now you see her, now you don't. But Julianne never gives up. Smudge will run off to the bedroom and stay hidden for hours and then she will peek her head out again as if to check if the coast is clear. Then she comes out and Julianne sees her and it's like the cat had never left. It's amusing to watch. Julianne doesn't get that the cat doesn't want to be touched and of course why would she, she doesn't even understand that she isn't supposed to change the channel on the TV or turn the computer off while Daddy is using it. But her persistance is beautiful. If only we can maintain that much persistance and perserverence in our lives.
Something happens when we reach adult hood. More than likely the sudden realization that no one is going to do anything for us anymore and the responsibility that comes with being on your own. We lose that spark that was once strong within us all. We see all the bad things in the world for what it is and we lose that imagination, that determination, that innocence.
Is there a way to get it back?