When is it when you first realize that you have grown up? Is it your first real home, where there are no parents around to see what mistakes you make? Is it that night when you are
sitting in your room alone in an empty house that your spouse shares with you? Is it the sudden impact that yuo get when you notice that your the one that is paying the bills?Or is it those long nights that you try to grasp the magic of your childhood and you feel that you are so close.....so close, yet it taunts you because now you are blinded. Now you have been jaded against all of those childhood innocences, where a fieldful of flowers held little fairies and you could soar as high as any eagle, just by watching the clouds pass by overhead.
I've tried to grasp the last tentrils of these wonderful stories, attempted to cease the world from covering my eyes just so I could get just one last look of the real beauty before it turns into those unknown shadows along the highway of life. I have grown up, and in doing so, left part of myself behind, the part that would walk up to a unicorn just to feel it's silky mane, that would hold a conversation with a red fire-breathing dragon.....
Reality has taken it's toll.
It's just ironic how as children we want so much to be adults, but as adults, most of us don't even realize how much we really have lost and how little we have gained in the process......
Copyright 2000 Robin Facchiano
