Never Grow Up

Current Song: Taylor Swift - Never Grow Up

How true is this song?!?! It's ridiculously true.  If I were writing this song it would cover how Christmas was so much more magical when you were little, snow was pleasurable because you didn't have to go to school, and you had no idea what love was except that of your mom and dad and whole family and maybe your best friend at school.

It's funny how as you get older,  Christmas traditions fade away and that magical feeling isn't there like it used to be.  You realize it's the day to celebrate the birth of Jesus.  That if that day had never happened, we wouldn't have had him here to die for us.  But the mystery of Santa was always so intriguing.  A little jolly man bringing us all presents in the night.  I wish it were real.  I wish I still had that innocence of not knowing that it's just a myth.

Snow is something I don't think I've ever been fond of.  But at least when I was little, it got me out of school.  I remember one year making so many beaded necklaces and key chains and stuff because we had so many snow days.  I always loved the crafty stuff.  Now, snow comes, and I'm stuck inside.  If I miss work, I don't make money.  Now mind you, at this point if I found true love I'd run faster than you could possibly think from money and live off the effervescence of pure passion and love.  But snow is wet and cold and just not fun.  I miss green grass and daises blooming.  Buttercups popping up on the sides of my driveway.  If any flowers wanted to bloom now, they'd never make it...which is depressing.

And love.  Real love. True, pure, passionate love.  It's a beautiful thing we're born not knowing what that is.  That when we're little our daddies are our heros and mom's are the queens of our lives.  That we make best friends in elementary school and tell them we love them and will be friends forever only to realize that forever doesn't go past middle school.  But love of your family never leaves.  Love of your little friends leaves but you're not broken.  You have so many crushes, but the thing is they never find out.  That's the beauty of discovering love.  You don't really get hurt.  But then you do find your first love once you're not little anymore.  And you're naive and believe he only loves you and wants you forever.  But of course that's not always the case.  If I were talking to me as a little girl I'd have to tell her that her prince she dreamed of all the time was not quite the prince she thought.  That through their whole relationship there was always a girl tugging him away only to lead to the final ending when one of them actually succeed. 
But that's ok little Meg, it's a great learning experience.  You realize you learned a lot from him.  It may take you a couple years to completely accept what happened and move on, but you will move on.  Just know, that along the journey you're going to meet many other possibilities.  But you just can't keep your mouth shut.  Those middle school crushes you never told, but now..now you constantly put your foot in your mouth.  But once again, you'll learn.  Accept where you are in life now and be happy with it.  As an early on hopeless romantic, it doesn't help that I always want a fairytale.  Fairytales don't exactly exist though.  You just gotta go with the flow and see where God leads you next.

Oh little Meg, you are my favorite.  I wish I were as blinded to life as you.  It makes the world so much more beautiful. 
<3

(aren't you happy I actually wrote a long one for once? this is just rare =])