When I was a little girl, my most prized possession was a pair of Lizzie McGuire sandals. I wore them everywhere – even throughout a whole camping trip, where they became extremely muddy but I loved those shoes all the same. Sometimes, I wish I could return to the careless seven year-old who didn’t have to worry about a grade point average or how to make it through a music rehearsal when there are more important things to do at home. Time is a frightening thing, years can pass by in the blink of an eye and some think they can escape it. But, time catches up with everyone and there is a season for everything. I, for one, am happy that time is still moving forward for me and that I am moving forward too. In kindergarten, I spent two months
