Every once in a while I have a random rambling thought. I think I will start publishing them, here is a recent one.
I have five children ranging in age from brand new to 17 so I have a lot of exposure to the young mind. The vivid conviction with which little kids hold their, dreams, hopes and desires is amazing. In their minds, they feel that when they grow up they can be or do anything. It is certainly sad to see those dreams fade and change, for some, as they grow up. Life, it seems, inexorably conspires to beat the little kid out of us with insidious persistence. Sadly for most, somewhere along the line the kid inside becomes silent. People become satisfied with the mediocrity of their station and call it reality. Fortunately dreams, like children, are resilient. I think that everyone has remnants deep inside of the kid they once were. Don’t let life beat the little kid out of you.