When you're a little kid, you're a little bit of everything: Artist, Scientist, Athlete, Scholar. Sometimes it seems like growing up is a process of giving those things up, one by one. I guess we all have one thing we regret giving up; one thing we really miss - that we gave up because we were too lazy, or because we couldn't stick it out, or because we were afraid.
When she was going through her transition from child to adult, my mom was like a Roman candle; burning so bright and beautiful, yet fading out at the end. She told me the story of when she had to move out of the house at nineteen years old. Sure, it may seem old enough to live on one’s own, but everybody is different, and for my mom it “was tough”. I asked her why she had to move
When she was going through her transition from child to adult, my mom was like a Roman candle; burning so bright and beautiful, yet fading out at the end. She told me the story of when she had to move out of the house at nineteen years old. Sure, it may seem old enough to live on one’s own, but everybody is different, and for my mom it “was tough”. I asked her why she had to move