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My thirteen year-old is busy texting boys, watching vampire movies, creating dances with her friends that she records (and begs to put on youtube- which I do NOT allow) and talking on the phone.
Life wasn’t always like this. She used to be six and everything I said was true. She would run to the door and greet me with a smile and a hug. She would tell me everything about her day, which usually consisted of what cool rocks she found and how they sparkle.
When did she grow up?
When did life become about make-up, boys, friends, clothes, shopping, Twilight and Team Jacob?
I miss the days when her imaginary world was as real as the snow I see outside my window. She had special powers, secret passageways and an entire world of creatures more fantastic than anything written by CS Lewis or Tolkien.
Sometimes when she had a hard day, or a moment that wasn’t going her way, she would compare and contrast the two universes in which she lived. She would say, “In my world…” and would follow it by telling us how wonderful her world was. Sometimes I would tell her, “well, right now you are in this world, where we clean our rooms, make our beds, and go to sleep at 8:00.”
I was talking to my Dad recently about this, and we discussed what it would be like to design our own worlds. I have been thinking (I know, I know, CRAZY!) and believe I could come up with the perfect world.
In my world, we would all have the innocence, unconditional love and sincerity of six year-olds, and the wisdom and patience of the Dalai Lama. (The Art of Happiness is a great book, by the way.)
In my world, time would not exist. This would eliminate the need to rush or hurry for anything. There would be no deadlines, appointments, or time-related stress.
In my world, we would have endless energy with no need for sleep. We could accomplish incredible things as we would never tire.
In my world, we would all have perfect health. Our bodies would be as strong as the species on “I Am Legend,” but we would all be incredibly gorgeous. (Those creatures are frickin scary-looking!)
What does your world look like?
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hey! That sounds a lot like me when i was little.
hey i like your blog how you give your opinion on everything i wanta turn my blog to that cause i get good visits when i do a blog giving my opinion on something any advice for me ?
Thanks, Lorrie! I appreciate the comment and your visit. Good luck with your blog. My advice- just be honest. When people are reading your real thoughts and feelings, it engages them. I find I get the most comments on blogs where I am sharing my true self.
I was wondering this very same thing the other day. When did my 6 yr old daughter become a 13 yr old?
She still has one special trait left over from 6… she still loves rocks and every time we go out into the desert, I bring several rocks and boulders home in the back of the truck that she adds to her collection.
That is so cute! I love it. I bet you find gorgeous rocks in the desert.