Getting Older; Not A Scary Affair
I love my inner child, the young girl inside me who likes animation films and still finds delight in popping bubble wraps and immersing herself in wild fantasies. I would not want to let go of that tiny voice that reminds me of the innocent words I used to speak when I was a little dreamer, the words that keep me grounded to date and that remind me of who I promised myself to be. She is a piece of me that I would hate to lose because there would be no wholeness without her in me, and even as I grow and age, I hope that she stays with me. Growing older is a beautiful process. I keep reminding myself of the times I used to be a child and all I wanted were a nice pair of Bata Toughees school shoes and a chance to play outdoor games the whole day. When the pleasure of waking up in bed in the morning was guaranteed even if I had laid on the couch the previous night. I used to cherish moments with my father like when he would carry me on his shoulders to a football match and teach me the ru
