Why is it that when we are a child, we want so badly to be a grown
up? Why is it that when we were young time seemed to last forever but
as an adult time seems to fly by?
My girls' faces are smooth and free of imperfections. There arent
any creases on their foreheads,no worry lines. Their eyes are
bright- full of wonder and curiosity. When they stand, they stand
tall and straight-shoulders free of stress and tension. When they need
to get somewhere they run and skip. They can wear anything and say
anything and are not self conscious. They have not a worry or care in
the world.
When I look in the mirror I ask myself where time has gone. I see a
few gray strands littering my dirty blonde hair. I yank these. I see a
couple light lines on my face but the one that bothers me is the deep
crease between my eyebrows. This line must be genetic for my mom has
it too. Thanks mom. My eyes are not as blue as they once were but they
are still full of curiosity. My posture is terrible and I pull my
shoulders up. I hate that. My mom and husband always point out that I
do that. I try to correct it but it hurts. It's uncomfortable. Even
chiropractors say that my shoulders are extremely tense. Why can I not
relax? Am I that stressed?
My girls or for that matter many young girls don't have to worry
about paying bills. Their play isn't interrupted to write out an
electric bill-unless of course they are trying to pretend to be mommy
or daddy at the time. They don't have to worry about filling the gas
tank that always seems to be on empty. It cost money to live here? To
watch tv? To eat? To them nothing costs money. Ahh the age of
innocence. No taxes,no work,no dirty laundry. Dinner magically appears
on magically clean dishes.
If only they could stay this age or at least not try and grow up so
fast! It's hard to keep them young these days! They imitate every
young woman on tv and me as their mother. Both of my girls are drawn
to girls who are older then them. My oldest who is seven asks me
hopefully,'do I look like Im a teenager?' maybe because she has a
teenage brother is the reason she is fascinated with teenageness,but
whatever the reason it bothers me. She is my little girl who I know
will look In the mirror one day herself and wonder how time flew by so
fast! But for now time for her is going at slow pace- and that is The age of
innocence-a time;when you look back as an adult,is fleeting.
