Oh, joleah, those words ring so close to my heart... I have a five-year-old and a four-year-old, and they are so happy and free and I have honest-to-God looked at them and thought, "Gee, and they've never even had a drink...EVER!" I wonder where the tables turned, when I went from living to escaping. When I went from having fun to creating chaos. When I turned away from healthy living and towards hurting myself. When I lost faith. I'm longing for the day when I can just be like them, in the moment and not in the past or future. In some instances, older sure isn't wiser, eh?