WHEN I WAS LITTLE
When I was a wee lassie, I thought that the man in the moon was real, that the brightest sun only shone on Barrington and that when I saw a falling star, it always landed in our pasture.
I also thought that my daddy was seven feet tall, that my mommy could play the piano better than Liberace and that my wonderful, sweet grandparents would live forever and ever.
When I was little, I believed that there really was a Santa Claus, a tooth fairy and a boogey-man hiding underneath my bed!
I thought that the whole wide world spoke only English, that everyone was Presbyterian and that the Liberal party was the only non-communist one.
When I was little, I thought that my older seven siblings would always protect me, defend me, rescue me and agree with me on each and every single thing.
I thought that I could and would be exactly what and whom I wanted to be; that I would be a famous singer, marry Elvis perhaps and that I would live happily ever after, just like Cinderella.
When I was small, I truly thought that 'Heidi' really did exist; that there really was an 'Anne' of Green Gables; that 'Lulu & Tubby' & 'Archie & Veronica' were not just inside the comic books I devoured.
I thought that my father hung the moon, that my mother painted the sky blue and that I was invincible. I thought that God answered EVERY prayer, that to obey His ten commandments would be so easy and that all I had to do to be considered kind was to ' turn the other cheek'.
When I was little, my world consisted of our dog, Sandy; our horses, cows, cats, goat, etc. It also was made up of coloring books, cotton candy, the Exhibition, the old swimming hole, catching gudgins, playing hopscotch, jumping rope, playing marbles in the dirt and a dozen other inside and outside activities.
I never knew that death would one day claim my dear animal friends; take my elderly grandparents; then my beloved and irreplaceable parents. I never knew that life would not grant me many of my childhood wishes, desires and dreams; that I would be entering the autumn of my life, still unfulfilled and unsatisfied with some areas of my life; and of myself.
When I was little, the perfect day was to be out of school in the warmer summer months, laying outside on an old quilt, sipping my sweet vinegar drink while reading my treasured books and comics, Sandy at my side and the sound of the old train in the distance.
When I was a wee lassie, I held on tight to my dreams, never knowing about nightmares and broken promises and broken hearts.
When I was little.............
When I was a wee lassie, I thought that the man in the moon was real, that the brightest sun only shone on Barrington and that when I saw a falling star, it always landed in our pasture.
I also thought that my daddy was seven feet tall, that my mommy could play the piano better than Liberace and that my wonderful, sweet grandparents would live forever and ever.
When I was little, I believed that there really was a Santa Claus, a tooth fairy and a boogey-man hiding underneath my bed!
I thought that the whole wide world spoke only English, that everyone was Presbyterian and that the Liberal party was the only non-communist one.
When I was little, I thought that my older seven siblings would always protect me, defend me, rescue me and agree with me on each and every single thing.
I thought that I could and would be exactly what and whom I wanted to be; that I would be a famous singer, marry Elvis perhaps and that I would live happily ever after, just like Cinderella.
When I was small, I truly thought that 'Heidi' really did exist; that there really was an 'Anne' of Green Gables; that 'Lulu & Tubby' & 'Archie & Veronica' were not just inside the comic books I devoured.
I thought that my father hung the moon, that my mother painted the sky blue and that I was invincible. I thought that God answered EVERY prayer, that to obey His ten commandments would be so easy and that all I had to do to be considered kind was to ' turn the other cheek'.
When I was little, my world consisted of our dog, Sandy; our horses, cows, cats, goat, etc. It also was made up of coloring books, cotton candy, the Exhibition, the old swimming hole, catching gudgins, playing hopscotch, jumping rope, playing marbles in the dirt and a dozen other inside and outside activities.
I never knew that death would one day claim my dear animal friends; take my elderly grandparents; then my beloved and irreplaceable parents. I never knew that life would not grant me many of my childhood wishes, desires and dreams; that I would be entering the autumn of my life, still unfulfilled and unsatisfied with some areas of my life; and of myself.
When I was little, the perfect day was to be out of school in the warmer summer months, laying outside on an old quilt, sipping my sweet vinegar drink while reading my treasured books and comics, Sandy at my side and the sound of the old train in the distance.
When I was a wee lassie, I held on tight to my dreams, never knowing about nightmares and broken promises and broken hearts.
When I was little.............
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