Deeply tucked away inside of all of us lives a special part of our younger selves. The little girls from our childhood wait silently and patiently for us to let them come out and play again. They never really went away, but they were pushed aside because we were told that we had to grow up and get serious about life. We were told that we had to be responsible and put away our crayons and our childish ways.
But those wise, whimsical and beautiful little girls knew that we would need them again someday because they alone hold the secrets to our happiness. They have never forgotten how to sing and dance and play. They still know how to pretend and use their imaginations to fill the world with sunshine and colour. They remember how to be kind and love freely, without judgement. They can still see the good in all that is and are forever expectant of the good things to come to them.
I think that it is time for all of us to see the world through their eyes again.
But those wise, whimsical and beautiful little girls knew that we would need them again someday because they alone hold the secrets to our happiness. They have never forgotten how to sing and dance and play. They still know how to pretend and use their imaginations to fill the world with sunshine and colour. They remember how to be kind and love freely, without judgement. They can still see the good in all that is and are forever expectant of the good things to come to them.
I think that it is time for all of us to see the world through their eyes again.
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