I remember being 5. I loved to play, who did not, right? One day we had visitor over. And I think it was just my mom and her friend. They were in the living room, drinking coffee and talking. I was in my brothers room playing with.. hmm I don't even remember exactly what. After my mom's friend left, mom came to my brother's room and found me crying. The type of cry when something went terribly wrong, when kid looses a toy or cuts off a leg. Mom set down next to me, put her hands on my head and shoulder and asked me it was the matter. I could;t really speak. I was never good at doing two things at one and crying took all my afford and attention.
This was the moment in my life when I realized something. Something terrible, and quite serious. Something I knew I could do anything about.
I realized that someday I have to grow up. Someday I won't play anymore and I will be drinking coffee(that was for me the most outrageous thing ever.) More than anything I didn't want to sit and talk and drink coffee. What a waste of life when you could play instead. But adults don't play. I did not see any solution and I didn't like the outcome. I didn't want to grow up. I didn't want to become an adult and there was nothing I could do about it.
To me the most dreadful realization in my whole life. But my mom smiled. In her eyes life didn't end there like it did for me. She said that is really not so bad to grow up. And she told me a secret. She said that if I really want to I can play as an adult too. I quite didn't understand what she meant for I have never seen such an adult before. But it gave me something I didn't have before. It gave me hope.
And I think we all need some hope in our lives.
I think it was a few months later when I got sick and had to stay in a bed for a week. The third day my dad gave me a present. A book. yes, the story of Peter Pan. : )
That's why I like to call it "my Peter Pan story".
Do you believe in fairies? Say quick that you believe. If you believe, clap your hands!
~ Finding Neverland.
This is a sweet post. It's trus growing up is not easy or fun at times, but like childhood, adulthood has it's good things too. And yes it can be fun. :)
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