Not Everything is Defined by Age

As a child, I knew no limits, setting out on adventures with never a fear for how I’d find my way back home.

Now, nestled in my home, I limit myself to certainties, fearful of risks.

Some days, I wonder about that child, and how it would feel to wander freely, and it makes me smile.

The body may be hindered, but the imagination remains forever young.

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

32 thoughts on “Not Everything is Defined by Age

  1. May we never lose the joy of our inner child! Like you, I’ve become more risk-averse as I’ve grown older, probably with good reason. Sometimes I think of the things my brothers and I did as kids and marvel that we lived to adulthood.😁

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  2. My inner child is with me every day and drives me crazy. He says I drive him crazy but what does he know? Kids today, why I oughta… 👶

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