child's eyes

i remember as a kid, when i was old enough to comprehend the very
idea, i made a vow to never forget what it is like to look out of a
child's eyes, to see things from a young mind's point of view. i have
kept it as best i could, knowing we change as we grow older, realizing
how so many of the things we care about as young people fade into the
background. i still remember the vow, and i think i still manage to
look at things through a child's eyes. i'm accused of it from time to
time anyway. do you recall it at all? how some little thing seemed
like the end of the world or heaven's gift. something i didn't count
on back then was perspective.

it seems funny to us, we grown ups, how we wanted something so badly,
or thought some ordinary happening spelled the end of all things.
priorities change. perspective changes. i try to remember how
important things i don't even really consider are to my kids. i try so
hard to keep that in mind, and not get frustrated with their
understanding within their limited world view.

i remember once when i was in kindergarten my dad was taking me to
school and it was raining harder than i had ever seen it rain in
midland texas. and i freaked out. i thought noah was back in business
and we were all going to drown. i also remember a break up in my early
twenties that had me in a tailspin.

looking back, i reckon i must have annoyed my dad to no end.

ghost