Do you think it’s more fun being a child than an adult? My folks thought so, and I was delighted when I discovered it wasn’t true for me.
October 18, 2017
Do you think it’s more fun being a child than an adult? My folks thought so, and I was delighted when I discovered it wasn’t true for me.
My childhood was mostly fun until I was 8. After that not so much.
I still remember a line In a book I read years ago. An adolescent was complaining and the father said, “If life were too comfortable you would never have the courage to leave home.” I thought that was brilliant.
For me not only my childhood but, my entire life has been fun! I have had my share of sorrow and grief but they were temporary blips in an otherwise fun filled life.
Hurray for selective memory!
As Clara Barton famously said, “I distinctly remember forgetting that”. If there were any bad experiences, they have been carefully erased from my memory, so that good ones are the ones that remain. Nostalgia rules!
Happiness is having good health and a poor memory, forget who said it but it rings true.
it’s strange.
my memories of childhood aren’t ‘over all’ they seem to be screen shots that are vibrant against a sea of otherwise mist.
I wrote of a very few of them on the peanut.
i.e. knowing the eccentric artist Bruno for awhile. running away from home once in Colorado when I was 7. (ran next door. lol)
things like that.
so I guess childhood for me wasn’t one continuing memory~making life.
maybe too much moving around made it seem more fragmented?
I don’t know. the marine and I have talked about it. it’s the same for him.
My memories are fragmented, too. I think it’s fascinating what we remember and what we don’t.
I had to really think about this one.
While I have a lot of really horrible childhood memories, there are a few moments of true bliss that I do remember…
But thinking it over for a couple of minutes, being an adult wins hands down.
As an adult I’m able to control most things or at least have the capacity to make the necessary changes.
I have a lot of good memories from when I was little, along with some not-so-good ones. The happiest days of my life are right now. As you say, we have a lot of choice, we’re not helpless even when we’re faced with challenges. And sometimes dealing with those challenges can be exciting.
most of my childhood – in hindsight a nightmare – although at the time, I obviously knew no different…main reason elderly cautious parents bringing up a baby when they weren’t qualified in that time period! And later a child with many disabilities and health issues… no siblings of my own age, and to add to that parents had a very high hedge around the property and I went to the rural primary school instead of the main town school, no after school friends. And heaven forbid if I wanted to venture anywhere on my own, dicing with life wasn’t part of my growing up…