This morning, very early I was reading all the proposals of this edition of the weekend engagement and this❓ was the one that winked at me, because it reminded me of the magic of playing, the care, attention and love next to my parents, and siblings in the house where I was born and raised.
Why do I miss my childhood memories so much?
I have to admit that I had a childhood of a lot of reading, games, and that my childhood memories, early experiences and emotions from that época...me they made me feel free, pure and innocent, full of dreams, a girl who loved to play, especially when it was raining, because I could go out to the backyard and play with mud, and with my rag dolls some that ended up completely muddy... hahaha.
I always smiled because I had parents, home and siblings, besides, with the right to be taken care of, without responsibility and without the weight and pressure of carrying more than one can in childhood...
I really miss the way of love and survival, in a large family of eight (8) siblings, it was a loving space that allowed me to be the adult from freedom and not from the burden that I am today.
From my parents I learned the magic of wanting to know everything, to be curious, to dream and that these dreams, today an adult, I could build to make them come true.
I would definitely like to slow down life, go back to the simple and to the root of my childhood.
Janitze 💃
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