Fw: [militaryspouses] Awwww.. To Be Six Again..

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Dawn, mommy to Dakota, 6(in 1st grade, only a few more years before the

boys are pounding down the doors) and , 2-1/2 (eosinophilic

gastroenteritis, fundo 10/96)

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> I want to be six again.

> I want to go to Mc's and think it's the best place in

> the world to eat.

>

> I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle and make

> waves with rocks.

>

> I want to think M&Ms are better than money 'cause you can eat them.

>

> I want to play kickball during recess and stay up on

> Christmas Eve waiting to hear Santa and Rudolph on the roof.

>

> I long for the days when life was simple. When all you knew

> were your colors, the addition tables, and simple nursery rhymes,

> but it didn't bother you because you didn't know what you didn't

> know, and you didn't care.

>

> I want to go to school and have snack time, recess, gym,

> and field trips.

>

> I want to be happy because I don't know what should make me upset.

>

> I want to think the world is fair, and everyone in it is

> honest and good.

>

> I want to believe that anything is possible. Sometime, while I

> was maturing, I learned too much. I learned of nuclear weapons,

> starving and abused kids, and unhappy marriages.

>

> I want to be six again.

>

> I want to think that everyone, my parents, including myself, will live

> forever because I don't know the concept of death.

>

>

> I want television to be something I watch for fun, not something

> I use for escape from the things I should be doing.

>

> I want to live knowing the little things I find exciting will

> always make me as happy as when I first learned them.

>

>

> I want to be six again.

> I want to be naive enough to think that if I'm happy, so is

> everyone else.

>

> I want to walk down the beach and think only of the sand

> beneath my feet, and the possibility of finding that pearl in the

clam.

>

> I want to spend my afternoons climbing trees and riding my

> bike, letting the grownups worry about time, the dentist, and

> how to find the money to fix the car.

>

> I want to wonder what I'll do when I grow up, not worry what

> I'll do if this doesn't work out.

>

> I want that time back. I want to use it now as an escape.

> So that when my computer crashes, I have a mountain of paperwork,

> two depressed friends, or second thoughts about so many things,

> I can travel back and build a snowman without thinking about

> anything except whether the snow sticks together. What I can

> possibly use for the snowman's mouth?

>

> I want to be six again >>

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