I'm pretty sure the biggest concerns were...
if you were "it" in a game of ::freeze|tag::..
...if you were allowed to play, just this once, after dark...
..making sure you got up in time on Saturday morning for the good cartoons...
This past weekend, I drove back to the town I spent most of my elementary years living. The house I used to live in looked so much bigger when I was young...go figure? Driving through it, it didn't seem to have the excitement it once did. The woods we had a "fort" in just looked like a tick-infested mess waiting to happen and playing in the dirty creek at the bottom of the hill didn't sound so fun...and how did I imagine a whole different world in the backyard when I don't even think sitting back there sounds entertaining enough?
Driving down the culdesac, tears welled up in my eyes as I remembered the innocence and contentment I felt riding my pink sparkly bike down the road; even if I was by myself. Feeling like I could be anything I wanted when I grew up. Thinking about nothing and imagining everything. I got out of the car as I took a deep breath and looked at the neighborhood and grinned thinking about if you weren't in yelling distance of home, you wouldn't hear her summoning you back into the boring house.
After reminiscing with old friends, pictures, and videos that made me cringe with disdain of my scraggly hair, unkempt fingernails, and mismatched outfits, I had to laugh because I didn't think twice about caring. What joy there was in innocence, through the eyes of a kid.
"Mark this: Unless you accept God's kingdom in the .:SiMPLiCiTY:. of a child, you'll never get in..."
-Mark 10:13 (msg.)
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