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Jennifer Hollowell's avatar

I just don't remember my childhood. Or barely remember the past.....I remember friends but don't remember teachers. I have to assume that my experiences forged me but really don't remember much about it/them. I'm amazed by your recall, as I've said more than once.

I do miss the joy and enthusiasm that came with being a child and that discovery of the world. I'm so cynical now.

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Jocelind Julien's avatar

I can remember as a child, age 5 or 6 and beyond, that an effervescence would well up inside of me. There didn’t need to be anything in particular going on, those bubbles of excitement would just appear from within and make me feel giddy! As I think back on it now, I can say that I did experience a similar giddiness when Christmas was around the corner, Halloween costumes were being made (my princess costume), seeing the ocean through the pine trees on our vacations, and seeing my grandma and grandpa drive up to our house for a long stay at our house.

A lot of those things are in the past, but new things have replaced them. I feel bubbles when I know my daughter’s coming home from school, first snowfall, spring buds blossoming, and a glorious walk through a forest! I hope never to lose that almost child-like joy within—I think it’s what keeps me…

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