I wish someone told me


Oh to be young, sights many a person watching the dirt stained child frolic on wet, grass or splash through muddy puddles. Indeed, to be young is a great experience. The greatest asset of youth is perhaps a glorious sense of freedom from the heavy responsibilities of life. The vision of youth is fresh. It is difficult to recapture at a later age that innocent curiosity about everything that marks the days of youth. If the joys of life have rare intensity in youth, the sorrows appear intense. The delight of licking ice cream is matched at the other end of the spectrum by the disgust of having to eat spinach under the watchful eyes of mother. The process of growing up is a painful as it is joyful. From the vantage point of maturity, you regret the fading away of innocent joys and intensity and
excitement of experience.


“This post is for Day 14 of UBC and Daily Chatter

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3 thoughts on “I wish someone told me

  • October 18, 2016 at 7:20 pm

    Lovely capture of the joys of being young and carefree when the vision is not so restrained by the scpeticism of maturity that comes with growing up

  • October 18, 2016 at 3:01 pm

    Very nice. Every stage of life has it’s own charm, but I sure do miss being a carefree child!

  • October 14, 2016 at 9:44 pm

    You have very nicely captured the difference between childhood, youth and growing up. Every phase has its own charm but we surely miss childhood when we grow up and want to grow up when we are kids!

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