I’ve missed this.
Being able to sit down and share my thoughts while still using a keyboard.
Everyone is all about this touch screen life… I don’t know that I’m all about that yet.

I really do miss the times when I was growing up.
Cell phones weren’t something that everyone had or needed to have.
I had an amazing cord phone in my room like Sara Jessica Parker in Sex and the City, I loved that.
We went outside all the time and I always had tan lines in the most random places. From rings that I wore or hair ties I just didn’t take off.
My dad and I used to go on adventures and mom would try to teach me how to plant lettuce and other veggies and keep them alive… somehow I always ended up killing them.

My childhood was something to be remembered. Technology was just becoming a big thing, heck! I still remember our first computer with Windows 98! I would sit there and play Jump Start games for days, and I also had this one called Darby the Dragon and that was my favorite! Those days are long gone… and even the Mickey Mouse House has changed… now that scared me.

As a child you learn the most important lessons and you stand by what you’re taught. From sharing to saying “please” and “thank you”, these are lessons you just don’t falter on when mom and dad are watching.
But then we grow up. What sticks? What stays with us?

I love being around children for those reasons. There’s no judgments, there’s no drama and the biggest question is what are we going to have for a snack today?
Part of me still wishes I was the cute little redheaded daddy’s girl, running around the farm in my blue jeans and mud on my face. But the other part is excited that I can now appreciate what I had, and what I can give. I know what made me who I am today and it sure as hell wasn’t the technology that I was brought up with, it was the morals and the enthusiasm for life that I was brought up with that stayed with me. This life is a gift and I’ll appreciate every last second no matter what and when I’m blessed with my own humans… you can bet they will be raised with the same morals and enthusiasm that I was brought up with.

I know I’m a lucky girl to have both my parents together and supportive, I’ll give that same thing to my children one day… and maybe they’ll write something like this 22 years later too.