Childhood Memories

Do you remember all the fun things that you did when you were a kid? Things come to mind for me, such as playing in the McD’s Play place, flying kites, and climbing trees. I had such a wonderful childhood. Upon considering the past, I all of the sudden was filled with a desire to do these things once again. I climbed a tree first. I couldn’t believe it, that tree seemed so much smaller than I remembered it. I had an enjoyable time, but it wasn’t the same. It didn’t seem the same hardship, the same adventure, the same achievement as it had. Looking from far up in the tree down to the ground, it wasn’t as high as I had imagined in my younger years. There was little the same, besides a small boost of adrenaline when thinking about having to get back down. Kite flying was next. When I stood there, looking up toward the object on the far end of the string, I noticed I had different thoughts. When I was small, I was enthralled by the gliding kite catching the light breeze. At my present age, my mind, instead, swarmed with questions. “How does a kite work?” “Why doesn’t it fly straight?” “What is the tail for?” As the string comes to an end in my hand, I wish it would go higher still, but it’s not to be. I am far too old to easily play at the McDonald’s, but I’m positive the outcome would be the same. I’m not the same person I was. My size, energy level, and perspective on life have all changed. I walk away from this blog with the painful realization that I have changed, for better or worse, and, in most ways, there is no turning back. Dare to Readers: I dare each one of you to try something again. Remind yourself of something you did as a kid and do it once more. After trying out the fun things of your past, comment back to this blog. Look Out for my Next Post, Benjamin Hudson