I am sick as a dog. I can't remember the last time I was this sick... I couldn't sleep last night b/c I could barely breathe. It was scary.
I wonder if I was to go back to the time this picture was taken (at about 2-3 years of age) would I still be as goofy and sometimes as annoying a commentator as I am now?
Could I fathom what would wreck my life just a few short years later? Could I grasp that when I moved to A-town in '92 I would be living exactly 1 mile from the man I plan on spending the rest of my life with?
If given the chance, would you go back to that age of innocence? That time where 'faith like a child' existed? I don't think we, as children, were ignorant... we were just blissfully unaware.
That might be nice right now. Excuse me while I go cough up my other lung.
4 comments:
I love you, Anna. I don't tell you that often enough
Me too...on both accounts.
Katie
Love you too friend!
And I'd go back to being a child because Disney trips came at a more frequent pace than they do now.
See you soon Alpha Poppa.
Delta Bravo out.
Innocence is more of a jumping off point, a starting place, than anything else. Remember, if we do go back to that blissful age, we lose all of our accomplishments, all of our self-discovery, all of those relationships and people who made a difference in our lives, as well as all of the good things we became aware of, such as how much our parents mean to us and how much they did for us or what we can do for others instead of what they can do for us. Innocence doesn't just mean we lose the bad stuff--we lose the good stuff, too, and therefore, it isn't worth the trade.
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