There are days that I wish I could go back in time to where it was simple and easy.
Like when I was about 8 or 9 and wanted nothing more than Grilled Cheese sandwiches and Tomato Soup, that my mom had fixed.
Walking home on a half day (even when it was wintry and cold, knowing I would have my favorite lunch, when I finally made it home.
Simple memories of watching 'Bewitched' at night while my mother ironed,
(of course she was watching too!)
No cares of life and all of it's expectations that would soon come.
My childhood memories are sweet and sincere and so very simple.
How I wish I could bottle them up and let them out when I needed them.
Seemed there were so many of them (memories) and they are fading so fast.
I feel old when I am not really!
I remember when my mother turned 30. I thought that was SO old...
("I would never be "that" old"!)
Now I think....'Oh, to be 30, how I would change things'
But the cold , hard part of reality is that you can't go back and change things.
And if we knew way back when it was simple and uncomplicated that it would get so very complicated and hard , maybe I would have held on to those memories a little harder and longer.
Back in the day when If you did something wrong; no matter what it was, you could say "I'm sorry" and that was enough!
Or when you did something good, the look of your mother and dad's face was all it took to 'make' your day, 'heck even your week!
Back when the thoughts that you had when you first woke up in the morning, was whether to go out and play before breakfast, or watch cartoons.
(of course, cartoons way back then were actually funny, not violent and serious, as they are today)
If we only knew 'then;the importance of "Simple" and "Sweet" and "Happy",
just maybe being a grown up in this life would be a little easier,
"and Simple."
Like when I was about 8 or 9 and wanted nothing more than Grilled Cheese sandwiches and Tomato Soup, that my mom had fixed.
Walking home on a half day (even when it was wintry and cold, knowing I would have my favorite lunch, when I finally made it home.
Simple memories of watching 'Bewitched' at night while my mother ironed,
(of course she was watching too!)
No cares of life and all of it's expectations that would soon come.
My childhood memories are sweet and sincere and so very simple.
How I wish I could bottle them up and let them out when I needed them.
Seemed there were so many of them (memories) and they are fading so fast.
I feel old when I am not really!
I remember when my mother turned 30. I thought that was SO old...
("I would never be "that" old"!)
Now I think....'Oh, to be 30, how I would change things'
But the cold , hard part of reality is that you can't go back and change things.
And if we knew way back when it was simple and uncomplicated that it would get so very complicated and hard , maybe I would have held on to those memories a little harder and longer.
Back in the day when If you did something wrong; no matter what it was, you could say "I'm sorry" and that was enough!
Or when you did something good, the look of your mother and dad's face was all it took to 'make' your day, 'heck even your week!
Back when the thoughts that you had when you first woke up in the morning, was whether to go out and play before breakfast, or watch cartoons.
(of course, cartoons way back then were actually funny, not violent and serious, as they are today)
If we only knew 'then;the importance of "Simple" and "Sweet" and "Happy",
just maybe being a grown up in this life would be a little easier,
"and Simple."
