15 Reasons Why I Miss Being a Kid

15 Reasons Why I Miss Being a Kid

Life was so easy and care-free.

When I was little, I was so carefree. I had no worries in the world. I spent most of my time with my friends and neighbors. I didn't have papers to write or exams to study for. I played with my Barbies and played on my swing set in the backyard. I could walk down the street in my neighborhood and be at my best friend's house.

1. I never had to worry about time or deadlines.

2. My homework would maybe take thirty minutes a day.

3. My "playdates" consisted of playing with Barbies, Polly Pockets, or Groovy Girls.

4. I always had plenty of time for sleeping and relaxing.

5. My family was always in town. My grandparents would come into town almost every weekend, and if they didn't come see us, we went to them.

6. Money was not something I even thought of. I didn't have a debit card or allowance.

7. I miss elementary school! When I look back, I miss it! I miss the friends I made and the activities we got to do. We got recess twice a day and weren't allowed to have homework over the weekend as a school policy.

8. Birthday parties were almost every weekend! We went rollerskating, iceskating, bowling, and got to play laser tag. You could fill up on all the sugar on the table. There was cake, candy, and pizza! You couldn't have a birthday party without pizza!

9. I miss the recess games like four-square or hopscotch. I could spend hours playing four-square.

10. As a family, we would take bike rides around the neighborhood. I had training wheels for a long time, and once they came off, I had so much more freedom!

11. I think I can say this for all the other millennials when I say that I miss the old Disney Channel that included Hannah Montana, The Suite Life of Zack and Cody, That's So Raven, Lizzie McGuire, and many other shows. I spent many Saturday mornings also watching Spongebob Squarepants, Dora the Explorer, Clifford, Blues Clues, and all the other PBS shows.

12. My next-door neighbor growing up and I would sit at the end of each other's driveways in the summers waiting for the ice cream man. If we weren't outside, I would listen very carefully, and as soon as I heard the song, I would tell my mom and run outside.

13. Christmas as a kid was so much fun! It still is, but as a kid, I wanted a million toys or new games. My belief in Santa Claus was so strong, and I wrote him a letter every year. When I was about ten-years-old, I still believed in Santa, but it was soon ruined when I saw my grandmother placing presents under the tree. Definitely the worst Christmas ever.

14. Trips to Blockbuster were so much fun! My mom and dad would take me to Blockbuster on the weekends so I could pick out a movie for a "family movie night." For a long time, I usually chose Scooby-Doo.

15. I miss long road trips. My mom drove a big, green suburban which we took everywhere. It was the carpool car for my neighbors and me to get to school. We put at least 100,000 miles on that car. We would go down to Kiawah Island, SC during Easter and Thanksgiving where we would rent a house with family. The drive was about eight hours, and I would sit in the backseat with a white box TV where I would watch almost all of the Scooby-Doo VHS's. When my mom and dad would put those movies on me, I would be very content for hours. Especially when they stopped at McDonald's.

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You May Have Worn The Prom Dress With Him, But I Get To Wear The Wedding Dress

You had him in high school, but I get him for the rest of my life.

High school seems like the best time of your life when you are in it. You think that all of your friends will be with you until the end, and that you will end up with whoever you are dating your senior year. For very few, that might just be the case. For all others, that is far from true.

You thought that you would marry your boyfriend and you thought that everything would work out how you had always imagined. I don't blame you though. He's great. You wanted everything with him, but you were just not right for him.

I wish I could say that I am sorry it didn't work out for you, but I can't. I can't because he is mine now, and I get to cherish him forever. You didn't do that right, and you were not meant to be together. You will find someone too, but I am happy that you were not the one for him.

Sometimes I have issues with jealousy, and I hate that you got all of the high school stuff with him. You got to go to games and support him. It kills me that I couldn't be there for him because I know I would have actually been there wholeheartedly. I would have done it out of love, not as a popularity appearance.

I hate that you got to go to all of the school dances with him. He got to see you all dressed up and probably told you how great you looked. I'm sure you did look great. Prom dresses were always fun to pick out and so colorful. It was exciting to match colors with your date. I am sure you had fun choosing his matching tux to your dress.

I find myself getting jealous, but then I stop. I am getting to match his tux with our wedding colors. I got to go dress shopping in a sea of white, and he doesn't get to know one detail about that dress yet. He will get to see me walk down the aisle and then every day forever. I get to love him forever.

I try to not get jealous of all of the things you got with him because it is all in the past. You had your time, and now I get the wedding. You got to dress up in high school, but I get to dress up for my wedding with him. He may have put a corsage on your wrist, but he will be putting the wedding ring on my finger.

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To Whomever It May Concern; It's Time To Forgive Yourself

Personal growth is cultivated through successes and mistakes, beating yourself up over the latter is counterproductive to progress.


We've reached that point in time again where it seems that the general population in its entirety has recommitted to improving themselves with the start of a new year. While it's refreshing to have a renewed determination to eat better, be kinder, or achieve the goals you had attempted at last year, the beginning of a new year can also prove to be a source of anxiety. As many sit down to put their goals on paper in hopes of making them more attainable, it's all too easy to be bombarded by all of the reasons that ones' ambitions are beyond what that person is capable of.

Memories of past short-comings and words of self-deprecation uttered in moments of perceived failure are compounded by a general fear of the unknown for what the future holds. In my own experience, I've come to understand that the limits we place on our capacity for achievement, happiness, and growth are the direct results of not forgiving ourselves. So many goals are set with the intent to receive some form of external validation to indicate that the world has forgiven our flaws and deemed us worthy, but if we can't forgive ourselves and see our own worth, then how can we possibly expect anyone else to?

In the safety and comfort of your own imagination where you are free to envision your best self, living the life you have always hoped for, the only person that can condemn those ideas for being unrealistic is you. When we allow that sardonic voice from the back of our minds to inhibit our dreams, we permit that voice to embed itself in our conscious thoughts and put trust in our inadequacies rather than our capabilities.

For those who have yet to forgive themselves of their own trespasses, failures, and mistakes; the next time you have the thought to better yourself or your life and find it being attacked by memories of deficiency, do not concede to those assailants with the belief that you are incapable of becoming and achieving anything you choose. Instead of willing away those thoughts that remind us of what we are trying to grow from, face them, face your old self with forgiveness, and decide how you're going to become someone better because of who you were.

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