ADULT
RESIGNATION
I hereby
officially tender my resignation as an adult. I have decided I
would like to accept the responsibilities of a 7 year old
again.
I want to go
to McDonald's and think that it's a four star restaurant. I want to
sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle and make ripples with rocks.
I want to think M&Ms are better than money, because you can eat
them. I want to play kickball during recess and paint with water
colors in art. I want to lie under a big Oak tree and run a
lemonade stand with my friends on a hot summers' day.
I want to
return to a time when life was simple. When all you knew were
colors, addition tables and simple nursery rhymes, but that didn't
bother you, because you didn't know what you didn't know and you
didn't care. When all you knew was to be happy because you didn't
know all the things that should make you worried and
upset.
I want to
think that the world is fair and everyone in it is honest and good.
I want to believe that anything is possible. Somewhere in my
youth...I matured and I learned too much. I learned of nuclear
weapons, war, prejudice, starvation and abused children. I learned
of lies, unhappy marriages, suffering, illness, pain and death. I
learned of a world where men left their families to go and fight
for our country, and returned only to end up living on the
streets... begging for their next meal. I learned of a world where
children knew how to kill...and did!!
What
happened to the time when we thought that everyone would live
forever, because we didn't grasp the concept of death? When we
thought the worst thing in the world was if someone took the jump
rope from you or picked you last for kickball?
I want to be
oblivious to the complexity of life and be overly excited by little
things once again. I want to return to the days when reading was
fun and music was clean. When television was used to report the
news or for family entertainment and not to promote sex, violence
and deceit.
I remember
being naive and thinking that everyone was happy because I was. I
would walk on the beach and only think of the sand between my toes
and the prettiest seashell I could find. I would spend my
afternoons climbing trees and riding my bike. I didn't worry about
time, bills or where I was going to find the money to fix my
car.
I used to
wonder what I was going to do or be when I grew up, not worry about
what I'll do if this doesn't work out. I want to live simple again.
I don't want my day to consist of computer crashes, mountains of
paperwork, depressing news, how to survive more days in the month
than there is money in the bank, doctor bills, gossip, illness and
loss of loved ones. I want to believe in the power of smiles, hugs,
a kind word, truth, justice, peace, dreams, the imagination,
mankind and making angels in the snow.
I want to be
7 again.
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