I want to go back to been a kid.

When I was little, I wanted to grow up so fast, to make
decisions on my own. I craved to be independent and not
always have to do what Mum says.
She will make me do chores when all I just want is to slouch
on the couch, watching cartoons or play with the other kids.
One day I will have all the time in this world to myself and do
as I please, I won’t stay at home forever, I would console
myself. Grown ups are so lucky, I would say, nobody to order
them around.
Now that day has come and oh yes! please, I do have all the
time to myself.
Permit me to correct that silly childhood notion, grown ups
are not so lucky. It’s straining – you have to make money,
cook, plan and make decisions.

Those rights to my own decisions I always craved so much
when I was little were just silly.
Ah, mum’s opinion counts a million bucks on certain matters
till now. It’s sometimes scary to make all the decisions
myself.
As a grown up, you have to work on a schedule, plan your life
and time, else you just end up like those lazy grown ups with
no focus – looking for easy money.
If I could go back to my childhood, I will tell myself to keep
calm and enjoy every bit of pocket money from dad and
delicious home made meals from mum. I will tell myself not to
whine about chores and just do them judiciously, they are the
least problem in this world.
I love the woman I have become, thanks to mum’s keen
interest in seeing I become a woman of substance all round –
cooking and education wise. I miss my childhood days. Thinking
about it now, I would jump at the offer of being mama’s
little girl again, just to take a break from being a grown up.

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