I was such a happy child, I honestly had a fabulous childhood it was so much fun, adventurous, exciting and full of imagination.  I had lots of friends and most of the time we made up our own entertainment.  We used our imagination to make up dances and songs, we played at football rounders, kick-the-can, hide and seek, beds (hopscotch), races, treasure hunt, lee voy, relay races, obstacles courses, we would climb up trees and make up hidden camps in the park.  I am smiling now because my childhood was so so so so happy and I am very proud to say that I am still very close with some of those very special childhood friends almost 35 years later.

As a child I always remember being full of dreams and excited ambition, although it was probably portrayed as being too far fetched and a little ‘show off’ at times.  I never interpreted it as that myself, I was just so happy and wanted to display my happiness to others, I suppose I wanted them to share my happiness too.

My mum said to me that her memory of me as a child was that I was always singing, she said I would sing from the moment I woke up until I went to bed.  The funny thing is I forgot I did that until my mum reminded me of it a couple of years ago.   I forgot that I used to do that as a child and I guess I forgot what it was to be that child again singing, dancing and living in a very free-spirited way.  However I am finding that the more I understand who I am as a person the more I am becoming that happy spirited child again, the person that I always was but somehow got lost along the way.

At this moment in time, on my journey of life, I am really happy, I feel free-spirited, creative and mesmerised by the beauty in this world. It’s like I am seeing the world again through my childlike eyes, like when I was 7 years old again.

As a child I loved things like catching my reflection in puddles on a rainy day, gazing up at the stars at night, staring at a summer nights sky and being wondered by all the magical colours and different shapes of clouds.  I loved making daisy chains and I would look endlessly at each petal on the daisy, really feeling and smelling its fresh air scent.  I loved the great outdoors and just being free, I guess just being me, living in each very moment and seeing each and everything around me as magical.

Now I know why I was a happy child.  🙂 🙂 🙂

May your day today be filled with magical childlike moments that allow you to see the beauty in everything around you.  Lots and lots of love to you today, Clarabelle

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