FAVORITE CHILDHOOD MEMORY
While you can get a feel of who I am through my writing style, I feel as though I don’t talk much about myself on here. So for today’s post, I want to share a childhood memory with you.
I have countless good memories from when I was younger; the feeling of being happy almost all the time made almost every memory a good one. But a personal favorite was going to Seaport with my dad and older sister, Kyra.
We did this often, my dad would talk us into the city for the day. I remember being so small, so eager to experience and see the world. I wasn’t a fan of walking, I either wanted to run or nothing at all, so walking around for hours wasn’t really my thing. Nonetheless, I loved exploring the city. I would easily get “tired”, but that was just a way to get my dad to put me on his shoulders so I could get a better view.
I loved Seaport, looking back on it there wasn’t much to do, but I loved it all. I loved going to the mall, eating fish and chips and being surprised each time when the “chips” weren’t potato chips. I loved going through the mini golf course, and sitting by the water and watching the boats go past.
For a brief moment in my life, I lost the curiosity and life I had as a child. I’ve gained it back, and I hope I never lose it. I think that’s where most of my inspiration comes from, the childlike creative mindest I have. I have really big dreams and aspirations, and I hope I remain that way.