Innocence

My mother sent me this letter I sent my Grandparents when they were going through my grandmother's things. It is very sweet and it also makes me sad. Sad because I miss the innocence of my childhood, the happy-go-lucky boy I was. I would have liked to retain some of that innocence, maybe in some ways I have, but the child I was, was pure and loved so completely, didn't have any fears of not being taken care of or provided for and was oblivious to the outside pressures of the world. I miss being able to love so completely, to have no fear that things will be okay. I could not protect my child from the world and in many ways he was hurt from the ridicule he/I took as a child. So I feel like it's my job to nurture my child, the inner child within me and let him know it is okay, that he is loved and being who he is, is just fine. No one has the right to tell him it's not okay to be who he is. I feel the responsibility to raise him to the point of self reliance so we can continue to grow on the path we have chosen. There is so much to work through from childhood, but that is a post for another time. I hope we all find the courage to retain or to re-connect with the innocence of our childhood and bring into our adulthood a purity of spirit with everything we do.