It Takes a Long Time to Become Young


A gaggle of Grade 4 girls celebrated with my daughter for her 9th birthday last night at a trampoline park.  The squeals of delight, the contagious laughter and the boundless energy filled the night with happiness.  To be nine.  When opportunities are endless, there is always a game to play, and imaginations soar.

There is something to be said about living life as an adventure.  Of squeezing every drop out of every moment.  Of finding joy in a game of tag or a make-believe world.