I’m enjoying these few days being around a “little child” and having the opportunity to experience life … at least vicariously … through the eyes of my granddaughter, who deals with her life experience completely different than we do as adults. To most she would appear spoiled and obnoxious. To me she is more true to herself than anyone I know.
I feel sorry for all of us. We have lost the true essence and potential of our humanity throughout the process of growing up and existing in a world created by, for, and because of “little children” who became adults.
I’ll explain more later.
I don’t want to think about it right now.
It appears I will be returning to the real world of adults soon and forced not to “become like a little child,” but act like an adult and enter the adult work force of making money.
Oh, woe is me!