the child in me longs for magic and what used to be. It cries for innocence lost and the violation of reality and what a harsh world it is. The enormity of it all threatens to crush my spirit and force me to surrender, become another lost soul in a sea of empty faces and unhappiness. I want to go out and play, revel in the sheer joy of being alive, cherish the sun kissing my face, the breeze lifting my hair, to be spontaneous and just enjoy everything around me. Years pass too quickly and time is taken for granted.
I vow to find a moment each day to be alive, be in the moment, and capture each precious memory and magical minute. Live life with abandon and pure joy. The child in me begs for my attention, and the adult in me really needs to listen before I forget who she is.