young woman leaning on red brick, wearing white tee

moments that seemed to last for hours

My childhood consisted of countless wonderful moments. Some of these moments included roaming the streets with the neighbourhood kids, running through sprinklers, dreaming of building the biggest snow fort ever, and crawling around my backyard searching for the perfect acorn. I had the rough, raw, and bright childhood back when the biggest technological gadget in my life was the VCR.

Do I miss it? I find that question difficult to answer, as I can say both ‘yes’ and ‘no.’ No, because as wonderful as my childhood days were, I enjoy my independence and being an ‘adult-in-training.’ Even though I know I have amazing, supportive parents, I also know that I can stand on my own two feet and take care of myself.

What I miss the most about childhood though, is the way time rarely seemed to move forward. There were moments that seemed to last for hours, like lying in a sunny field of clover, and having no idea about the concept of ‘rushing.’ Nowadays, I have a schedule, and sometimes it seems as though I have to get from point A to point B while doing my utmost to be punctual.

Yes, I miss the lazy days of childhood, but I like to keep myself in the present, and make the most of my time. Every so often though, I tell myself to stop and take a moment to smell the roses (mostly figuratively but also literally if it’s applicable).

– Kimberly, ongoing student, aspiring writer and artist, biologist still in training, and content individual