Childhood Memories as That Needed Adventure

I tell people often (and mean it when I say) that I had the best childhood a kid could hope for. I mean, come on! I grew up on a farm with lots of trees, open spaces, and ample resources to adventure through my formative years. I built so many tree houses, forts, play weapons, and other-such products of my imagination that I still find myself missing those items. I had two parents who were together for us kids; I had plenty of siblings to challenge my view of myself as the center of the universe. I wouldn't trade anything from my childhood. Well, maybe I could have done with a few less chores. But even those chores likely had meaning--we know they do for everyone. 

I am reminded of childhood because of the movie It. This movie takes me there, as it does all of its followers. There's a reason they've made so many different It movies. Our childhoods will always provide a needed adventure. 

 

  

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