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.