by Jimmy Mcgregor

Created on: July 25, 2009   Last Updated: June 05, 2010

At eight all you think about is growing up.

You want no bedtime, to watch TV at all hours and drink what you want from a cup.

At ten the story is still the same.

You dream of racing cars and being free, and think being ten is so lame.

At fifteen, nothing has changed.

You want more, you want life to move faster, it is so strange.

Time goes by and you want more until you are thirty four.

At thirty-four you have your wish.

You can eat whatever you want you can even eat fish.

At thirty-eight life was great.

Life was great until the divorce and loss of grandma of course.  I did not know if I could bear the weight.

At fifty there is more life behind then in front.

I wish I would have waited I want to be a kid again.  I miss my mom and dad, why didn’t I slow down and just enjoy life instead of being so blunt.

This is a lesson I learned and it was hard.

Enjoy your life, do not waste it.  I regret not slowing down and enjoying my child hood.  My pain is mine and I hope my lesson will spare you from my pain and are not scarred.

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