Musing on the past

As I lay back in my bed and my wife types away on her keyboard writing her next novel, I transport myself back to my teen years and early 20's. WhAt I did, what I feared and what I damaged. There is alot. I can hear my 3 kids running around and playing in the next room and I feel 2 very distinct things. The first is envy. Not having really anything to important to worry about and having as much fun as I possibly could before having to go to bed. The second is releaf. Knowing how precarious life was for me and not understanding a whole lot of what was going on around me. Knowing now that living throught the confusion once already was more than enough. I have a pretty firm hold on who I am now finally so I wouldn't want to loose what I have struggled so hard to create and enjoy... Though throwing dirt clods at my friends and playing tag still has its advantages. Time to go tackle the kids... Byebye