I don’t care how old I get, I’m still gonna…

Over the last few years, I’ve been working to define myself because ten years ago I had no clue who I was.  The realization I’ve come to is that parts of me are pretty normal, mostly grown up things… but in many ways, I’m still a child.  An almost 38 year old child, but a child nonetheless.  Over the last few weeks, I’ve been analyzing those parts and trying to decide if those parts needed to change when I realized that I like those parts.  So, naive or childish though they may be, I think I’m gonna hang on to them.

No matter how old I get, I’m still gonna…..

(1) Laugh.  A lot.  At all kinds of inappropriate things.  Adults tend to focus more on how they appear to others and hold back raucous laughter.  Not me.  Not ever.

(2) Watch the world with wondrous eyes and embrace all things magical.  There is magic everywhere if only we look harder to see it. Mostly though, it’s appreciating all the little things we encounter on a daily basis. The way the sunlight bounces off the dew in the morning or watching dragon flies flit around the pond… it would be easy to miss the magic if we didn’t look…

(3) Swing on swing sets.  It’s the closest we get to flying since I refuse to jump out of a plane.  Safer too.  Except that whole rocket dismount thing but let’s not get crazy.

no matter how old(4) Blow bubbles in the park… or the back yard… or where ever.  It’s hard to be sad when you are blowing bubbles.

(5) Read “Children’s” Books – Hunger Games, Divergent, Twilight, Harry Potter – these were some of my favorites.  Judge away.

(6) Cry when something hurts.  Physical or not, don’t tell me to “grow up” and get over it.  If it hurts, Ima gonna cry.

(7) Dream.  About my future.  About Prince Charming.  About space travel and dragons.

(8) Trust.  Yes, life has shown me many an example where I have been “too trusting” but I’ve come to the conclusion that I like trusting people and do not want to become hard and cynical.  It’s not my fault for being trusting… it’s your fault if you take advantage of it.

(9) Forgive.  Ever notice how children have a five second rebound rate and then they are back to being friends again.  Yep.  That.

(10) Believe.  In fairy tales.  In happy endings.  In heroes and heroines.

(11) Hug.  I’m a hugger.  I like hugs.  I refuse to get caught up in the whole “personal space” thing and am likely gonna hug you.  Unless of course, I’m aware of your “personal space” thing and then I’ll respect that.

(12) Be curious.  Somewhere along the way, people (some people anyway) lose their curiosity.  I’m always going to wonder why and then try to figure out the answer.

(13) Know that I don’t know everything.  Sometimes the answer isn’t for me to know.  Sometimes the answer is “magic.”  Sometimes the answer is that there is no answer.

(14) Wish On stars. On birthday candles. On ladybugs. On fountains. I don’t care what logic tells me, I’m still going to wish.

What about you?  Are there things you aren’t giving up just because chronology states that you are an adult?

Axis of Ineptitude


  1. When you look at our lists, it is so obvious why we are friends. I listed several of the same and when I read yours, I said “ah… I wish I had listed that, as well!”

    • I felt the same reading yours my love. Especially the whole “wearing my heart on my sleeve”. I adore you.

  2. 1. Never forget the good ole’ days and the people that made them special!
    2. Play in the rain. Stomping puddles doesn’t have to be for those under 8!
    3. Dance like an idiot….the kids love it….esp. in the rain! (see #2)
    4. Pray and thank God for a blessed life!

    How’s that for a “blog attempt”? Does this mean I must surrender my “man card”?

    • I do love to play in the rain… Both in a child like way and a more… Adult version.

      I don’t dance as much as I should.

      And no… No need to surrender your man card.

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