Walking Back to Childhood

Playing at an arcade or being left in a playhouse located inside a mall was once a child’s dream. The variety of games they would be able to play and the tokens they would gain was their goal in exchange for prices. It was tranquil to look at how a child’s eyes glimmer with the flashing colorful lights inside the arcade. It was their parents and friends who draw lines of happiness on their faces. With a simple moment, with hours that passed, and the number of coins inserted, countless pushing of buttons, a child’s emotion became a series of roller coaster rides.

It was a mix of happiness for every victory that they saw on the screen of that video game and sadness for every loss that they take. Wouldn’t you feel jealous out of it as an adult? Witnessing the guileless life of a child. They seem to max out the level of determination that they put in every game just to achieve their goal which is to win. While you were out there drained and burnt out, you were so far from where you wanted to be.

Upon entering adulthood, we bring along with us the memories of our childhood but as we continue to walk in this adulting life, we tend to miss how simple life as a child is. How simple can we smile with the candies we receive, with a simple yes to our request to watch our favorite show or play outside. How easy for us to take away the pain and frustrations by just simply crying and receiving hugs and comfort from our parents. how easy for us to rest and continue living. Life was simple when we are a child. We play, we eat, we became hard-headed and obedient at the same time to our parents, we wonder, we explore, we got curious.

It was a lot of emotions yet it wasn’t that overwhelming. Compared to when were adults, having as many emotions as a child seems to be overpowering. Being able to feel as many emotions at the same time was suppressing. Sometimes we may be able to see life as simple but there are times that we see life as so complicated with all the knowledge that we gained. The memories, traumas, and experiences that we bring along in the path of adulthood became our strengths and weakness.

Unlike a child who can easily run to their parent's warm embrace, we adults tend to run to our rooms with closed doors and hug ourselves to gain comfort. We may tend to paint blue colors in our sky as we go along with life. We may even forget other colors and the beauty that they can bring. Yet it wasn’t adulthood or childhood that makes life wonderful or easy. It was life itself. There were still so much than all the breakdowns of an adult and the tantrums of a child.

It was a huge gap yet life is life. There is this one article that says that if she were to meet her younger self, she wouldn’t tell how bad life could be. Instead, she would tell me to enjoy now, and to play more. She would tell me that miracle might not happen but that is alright. Life may be too much to handle at times, but do not be too hard on yourself.

Learn to rest and restart. We don’t need to rush things for we have different timelines. It's okay to fail, it's all part of the process. Don’t be afraid to take chances it may open doors with opportunities for you. Don’t be afraid of changes it may bring out the best in you.

Sometimes, we have a habit of getting things ahead of us and forget living in the present. It doesn’t matter if we're a child or an adult. It doesn’t matter if we're adults and at the same time young by heart. It wasn’t too late to suffice our childhood dreams. Don’t be afraid to bring out your inner childhood. Sometimes as adults, we need to go back to being a child to enjoy life. There are also times that we need to be mature as children to go on with life.