Lately I've been posting a lot of photos from my childhood. I am nostalgic in ways I wish I wasn't.. but I am starting to lose that feeling of wishing I was back in childhood without responsibilities and the biggest decision I had to make that day was what my barbies were going to wear and what my My Little Ponies' names were going to be.
(I always find this picture so hilarious. Santa made me cry!)
I am still obsessed with cats.
I miss the free time, I do.. but I suppose looking back at how I was even a few years ago makes me realize that I am growing up. I am accepting responsibility for my life and doing what is necessary. I'll never forget how wonderful childhood was for me.. but man, did it ever fly fast. Do you ever feel that way about your childhood?