I spent the Sunday with my god-daughter, who’s 4+. We had lunch, watched Pinocchio on DVD, played, played some more, had dinner, and played even more. It’s quite nice to be around kids every now and again, they give me new perspective. From their wild abandon at play, to their constant inquisitiveness, the intensity with which they embrace life inspires me.
Yet all too soon, children grow up. And they lose their childlike wonder. So I pray that my god-daughter will always remember, to feel the world with her whole heart and mind and soul.
Feelings, they don’t lie.