What I Lost and Want Back
My innocence. I couldn’t tell you the moment that it was gone, but I miss having it. There is a beauty in having wisdom and knowledge of the world, but there is something even more wonderful in the innocent hopefulness and joy that a child holds when regarding the world. I see that in my daughter and I often wonder if I ever had that. I honestly cannot remember a time that I looked at the world that way… There is a part of me that regrets having become so completely aware. I am knowledge hungry and read and learn about everything and anything. There is nothing in this world that is not interesting. But with all that knowledge there is a strange burden and there are days that I wish I could unpack and leave this luggage behind. I know a few people who have come into adulthood and have managed to retain that positive hopefulness of youth. I envy that.