"I am getting so big..." (her fourth birthday must have hit her pretty hard). She let out a long, heavy sigh and continued in a melancholy voice, "If only I could be two years old again." another long heavy sigh...
Ah yes... Two years old. Life was good then... Happier. Easier. Less complicated.
I had to chuckle to myself thinking of how she wished to be two... if only she knew how good, and care free four is. I guess, if only we all knew how good we have it.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
#29 Even Four Year Olds
If only we could slow time down—relive favorite memories—save time in a bottle. None of us is immune to an occasional pining over lost time, apparently not even four-year-olds...
As Brecken must have been contemplating these very thoughts (maybe not in so many words) she had her chin on her hands at the counter and a far off look in her eyes as she stared into space...
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