What do I miss about being a child, and why?
What do I miss about being a child, and why?
This is one of the questions posed by 
I think what I miss most is the boldness I had as a child and that unshakeable confidence that everything would turn out well for me. In a way, I think I was quite sure of myself and my good luck; I also had great courage, which translated into an unstoppable force to achieve what I set out to do.
And these traits are still part of my personality in general, but I think at some point I became a little insecure or maybe I'm not as adventurous as that little girl. I think it all started to change after I became a mom. As a child, I dreamed of jumping out of a plane with a parachute, and now I wouldn't even think of doing something like that, ha ha ha.
I also miss that naivety and innocence that made me believe blindly in everyone, and although in a world like the one we live in, it may not be exactly a good quality, distrusting others for no apparent reason, just to keep my guard up to “avoid” fraud, deception, or harm, is not a healthy or encouraging outlook either.
When I was a child, I had more time for spirituality. With less understanding than I have now, I devoted more time to this aspect of my life. Now that I am older, I have become caught up in the daily routine that sometimes exhausts me to the point of exhaustion and robs me of that space to enter a calm state and connect with something higher. It takes me a little more effort than before to keep that antenna on and working.
Finally, that creative space for play, imagining things on a smaller and larger scale, walking around with my hair messy without caring what others thought of me and perfectly mismatched, or better yet, eating without guilt or concern for calories, and enjoying all the activities I did with that intensity that characterized me, are also aspects that I miss about my childhood, because I feel that back then I was even more authentic, more faithful to my dreams and needs. Now I devote a lot of attention and energy to fulfilling the wishes or goals of others, and also to accompanying my children in their development, and without realizing it, the dreams of that little girl have taken another direction and some have been forgotten.
I love the woman I am now, but I miss that playful, smiling little girl very much. This writing exercise has invited me to reconnect with that girl who has so much information to give me now, at a time when I have to make many decisions that could change my course again.
As always,
See you next weekend! Thanks for being and good vibes to you!
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