That is a question I often ask myself. I used to find playgrounds funny. I used to eat candy all the time. I used to be unaware of the time. I used to be adventurous. I used to be many things.
I could sit for hours and play with baby dolls, lego, etc.
I loved to do that, and it took me a while before I stopped.
I used to dream about being a princess, watch cartoons and dvd's non-stop. I used to hide, when people came over, so they could find me. I used to play on the street with other children from the street, and even skip dinner sometimes to just play. I used to pretend my rabbit was my brother. I used to dance around in the house for hours.
I still do some of the things, but I have definitely changed! I was just taking myself looking at a playground today, and wondering about how I felt about it. I could see swings, slides, sand, and whatsoever, but I did not look at it as a magic place, as a castle or anything in that nature. I just looked at it as a playground.
Where did all my fantasy go?
I don't think, it left. I think it is still there. Without the fantasy, I wouldn't be able to dream, to imagine things, and to remember these amazing memories.
I am so grateful for the amazing childhood, I had, when I grew up. Truth is, I am still growing, and so are you and you and you. We all are.
It is amazing, when you can look back and wonder about things from the past, without realizing that the moment you do that, the time you live in, will be another memory one day.
That's why I believe living is about enjoying life to the fullest!
Maybe looking back makes you think about, when you were adventurous, playful, unaware of the world - whatever...
Maybe looking forward makes you think about the future, what you want to do in life, if you will ever meet the right one, etc.?
But how often do you actually think about the present. The now.
To be honest, I don't really, even though I want to. My thoughts wonder back and forth in time. I think about my lovely childhood in Denmark, how much I love my friends, how much I love my family, all the fun memories I have! I think about seeing them all again, the nature in Denmark, running in Denmark, going to school - my future.
I also think about what I am doing here. What I want to do, and that I am in America.
I sometimes think, I take it all a little too granted. Sometimes I think a little too much about the past or the future. Sometimes I look back at this year to see how much I have grown, how far I have travelled up and down the mountain. Sometimes it went uphill, other times downhill.
My body is worked out, and I haven't walked in the same speed all the time, sometimes I've been needing a push, sometimes I've been needing a break, and other times I could walk by myself without seeing an ending.
It can be tough, fun, hilarious, challenging, crazy, overwhelming, etc., but I know it is worth it, because after all these years of pushing myself up a hill, I know my body will be tired, well trained and needing water, and I will only get that at the end of the mountains. That's why I keep walking. I might even make the journey more enjoyable, if I meet a squirrel, rabbit, deer, and what other animals existing on the journey.
It is the fun you make out of the journey that will make it worth it no matter what!!!
With that being said, the strength does not necessarily come from the walk itself, but maybe from the surroundings. The squirrel was maybe the one pushing me. The break where I could talk with the squirrel was maybe the one bonding me to the squirrel. That put together has given me strength throughout the journey, and I can only see sunshine for the rest of the hill.
I realized today that we only got 19 days left of school - 49 days left in the States!?
I can't believe it, and I feel like time is flying through my fingers. I can't see the time, so I can't control it, but I can get the best out of it, cause that will make climbing the mountain possible! :)
