If I Could Go Back For A Day
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If I could go back for a day, like way back, I would be staring up in fascination at the tv watching Mr. Rogers change his shoes and sweater while talking to me like I was right there with him.
I would eagerly be anticipating Sesame Street to come on while my grandma was doing her morning chores and preparing lunch.
My cousins would be popping in and out daily and we would play pretend until someone got mad and pouted.
If I could go back, I would be anxiously waiting for the time to put on my jellies and go outside.
Whether it be helping to get the clothes off the line or swing on the porch swing there was a special sentimental feeling that even then I could recognize.
The special occasions of walking around the block licking on an ice cream cone with my grandpa would be cherished like none other. I would make myself listen to his words and remember them, knowing there wouldn’t be many more.
Sitting in the kiddie pool or playing in the hose until the water and sun started to induce a sleepy state, and getting to take a nap without any repercussions.
I would feel the unity in the family. I would recognize how easy it was to be little and be taken care of. I would appreciate not having a care in the world.
When going to the park felt like a day at an amusement park and making new friends was easy.
If I could go back, I would remember the warmth from the stove heater that I curled up in front of every winter morning with my blanket.
I would remember the magic of looking at an illuminated Christmas tree with special homemade ornaments and smelling so strongly of pine.
When a trip to the grocery store was a big outing, and always meant there was a possibility of getting to bring home a new toy.
Times were easy, life was slow, family was involved.
If I could just go back for a day……
March 20, 2020 @ 1:10 pm
I love this post! Being a child is so simple but when you are a child it seems so hard. As I”m raising my kids now and hear them whine, I can’t do that my legs hurt I just think to myself, I wish I could say that! I tell my kids often to treasure their childhood and be happy with the little responsibility that they have. Life was so simple when I was little.
March 20, 2020 @ 10:15 am
Beautiful post, my childhood had some good memories that would be lovely to relive.
March 20, 2020 @ 9:44 am
I got nostalgic too. Wonderful post!
June 20, 2019 @ 6:50 pm
I can relate to so much of this post! Thank you for helping me to reflect on the good times of growing up. I have a tendency to dwell on so much of the negative about my past, but this really made me appreciate all the good memories I do have.
June 20, 2019 @ 10:01 pm
Jen, when we are little and carefree can be some of our best times. Thanks for reading. I’m glad you got some good memories out of it.