There’s a lot I miss about the innocence of my youth. I miss it for myself and I miss it for the sake of my children. It makes me sad that they will never quite understand the wonder of Jem, teased bangs and neon t-shirts, video stores on a Friday night. All that makes me nostalgic and long for those years that seem so distant past.
Sometimes I find myself longing for a break from this responsible parenting thing.
I miss being young.
I miss those little things that I took for granted when it was okay to take them for granted. It was okay because it was all I knew and it wasn’t all that exceptional.
But now I know better and every once in a while, I find myself missing those not-so-special memories.
Life is fabulous right now. We have access to WIFI on airplanes. If we run out of gas, we can immediately call for help on mobile phones and they look nothing like the huge monstrosity carried by Zack Morris on Saved By the Bell. We no longer need a perm or crimping iron to be fashionable. Like I said, life is good.
