I miss when the only kind of heartache was getting left out of a game of tag during recess.
I miss when the hardest decision in the day was whether to have Cheez-its or Corn Nuts after school.
I miss when the only concern about putting on a swimsuit was that the straps sometimes dug into my shoulders.
I miss when playing house meant there were no bills to pay, floors to clean or cupboards to stock.
I miss when the only anxiety I had was separation anxiety from my mom while at preschool.
I miss when the words ‘calorie’, ‘fat’, ‘carbs’, and ‘abs’ were not a part of my vocabulary, and certainly not in my brain dictionary.
I miss when going to the grocery store meant a free cookie and a ride on the cart.
I miss when I wasn’t allowed to wear makeup or show my tummy.
I miss when I didn’t want to take a nap because I was always energized–never tired.
I miss when I didn’t know all of the evil and corruption in the world.
I miss when I played outside for hours every day because I didn’t have anything to worry about besides fun.
I miss when I got into bed at night excited to wake up the next morning…every night.
I miss when I didn’t compare myself to anyone and I didn’t obsess over every aspect of my physical being.
I miss when my imagination was the only entertainment I needed.
I miss when I loved life and loved myself.
I miss when it was easier, and I wish I would have realized how great my life was before it was not.