Halloween’s gone and Thanksgiving is just around the corner. Goodness. If I’m not careful, fall’s going to be gone in a flash without my ever enjoying it.
My son went trick n’ treating for the first time this year. He did this with his little cousin, Nana, and aunt. I heard he had a blast. Unfortunately, it was month-end at work and I wasn’t able to get off in time to go with them. Next year. I hope.
Aw, to be a kid again.
Why is it when we were kids, we rushed our childhood in order to be adults? More freedom? To go to college? I can’t remember anymore.
These days, though, it seems that everyone else is trying to push adulthood onto a child. School system. Television, movie and music industries. Peers.
Sex. Drugs. Violence. Death.
Why???
Whatever happen to having fun? To being silly for no reason? What’s happening to the idea of nurturing that childlike view of the world? The innocence? To keeping things simple and pure? Those feelings of awe and wonder?
Why and how did we lose these when we became adults?
Of course, as adults, we have responsibilities and duties to our families and jobs, and making sure the bills get paid. But, why immerse ourselves in reality 24/7? Why can’t we continue to have fun, act silly, and have that same sense of awe and wonder like when we were kids?
Why does it have to stop because we grew up?