"I wish I was a Grown-Up!"

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Last year was a pretty hard year for me for certain reasons (although there were lots of good parts, too) and in comparison, this year seems to be a very positive one for me, although not without its challenges. I like where I'm living and who I'm living with, I like where I'm working, and I'm meeting lots of interesting people, and I feel fed in my spirituality. On the other had, I haven't had as many chances to catch up with some of my older friends and I don't see my family as often as I'd like. My life is quite different to what it was a year ago, and for some reason this makes me think that I should be different, too. But I'm not. I'm very much the same person.

A lot of the great things about this year, all the different things that are also good things, probably wouldn't be happening if it wasn't for some of the lousy things things from last year, things that are still ongoing this year. But if somethings didn't happen the way they happened, I wouldn't be here where I am.

It is something to try and wrap one's head around, but although I could think endlessly on it, I will instead choose to accept things the way they happened, good and bad, and thank God for looking after me.

Also, I was looking through some of my old files on my computer and found this draft of a children's story I started writing once and thought that this would be as good a place as any to share it.




I wish I was a grown-up!

‘It’s time for you to go to school,’ said Mummy.
‘Are you going to school, too?’ asked Iggy.
‘I don’t have to go to school,’ said Mummy, ‘because I’m a grown-up.’

‘It’s time to do your homework,’ said Daddy.
‘Are you going to do your homework, too?’ asked Iggy.
‘I don’t have homework,’ said Daddy, ‘because I’m a grown-up.’

‘It’s time for you to go to bed,’ said Mummy.
‘Are you going to bed, too?’ asked Iggy.
‘I can go to bed when I want,’ said Mummy, ‘because I’m a grown-up.’

‘I wish I was a grown-up!’ cried Iggy.
‘But Iggy,’ said Grandpa. ‘You’re a growing-up, and that’s just as good!’

‘But If I were a grown-up, instead of going to school, I’d go to the park and I’d jump in the mud!’
‘But Iggy,’ said Grandpa. ‘Grown-ups don’t play in the mud!’
‘Why not?’ asked Iggy.
‘Because they’re grown-ups!’

‘Well, if I were a grown-up, instead of doing my sums for homework, I’d stand on my head as long as I can!’
‘But Iggy,’ said Grandpa. ‘Grown-ups don’t stand on their head!’
‘Why not?’ asked Iggy.
‘Because they’re grown-ups!’

‘But if I were a grown-up, instead of going to bed, I’d stay up all night and howl like a monster!’
‘But Iggy,’ said Grandpa. ‘Grown-ups don’t play Monster!’
‘Why not?’ asked Iggy.
‘Because they’re grown-ups!’

‘But why? Why don’t grown-ups do all those fun things?’ asked Iggy.
‘I don’t know,’ said Grandpa. ‘Maybe they’re all just silly!’
‘Maybe I’ll be a grown-up who’s not silly,’ said Iggy.

‘Maybe,’ said Grandpa. ‘One day we’ll find out. But tomorrow, let’s go to the park, and you can jump in the mud, and stand on your head, and howl like a monster all you want.’
‘Okay!’ said Iggy, and then Iggy went to bed.

The next day, Iggy went to the park with Grandma and Grandpa. Iggy played in the mud and became a big, mean mud-monster.

Grandma saw how much fun Iggy was having and so she said to Grandpa, ‘Sometimes I wish I was a kid again.’
‘Me too,’ said Grandpa, with a big smile on his face.