Tuesday, December 17, 2013

Peter Pan

Sometimes I don't want to grow up.

I mean, I am so excited to become a journalist and help people and change the world, but sometimes I just want to be a kid again. I want to live with my parents and get home-cooked meals and play with my siblings and go back to the way things were. 

I miss my old friends. I miss my sister and my brothers. I miss lazy Saturday mornings watching Monk with everyone. I miss Friday night pizza and movies. I miss my parents coming into my room and telling me they loved me every single night. I miss lying on the trampoline on warm sunny days. I miss my cats curling up on my lap as a I read a book. I miss four-wheeler rides around our property loop. I miss my dad's corny jokes and my mom's constant questions about how my day was. 

I know I need to move on with my life, and I'm ok with that. I'm ready. But sometimes, just sometimes, I wish I could go back and be young again, just for a little while.