Innocence, A Walk to Beautiful, Pretty Girls

Of note:

-resignation from adulthood: photo from hongkongdailyphoto.com along with a letter of resignation, resignation from life as an adult. The desire is to return to the innocence and carefree existence of an eight year old. Well, we have a grandson turning eight shortly and I heard that he complained mightily just the other day for being kicked out of the house, along with his brother, by his mean older sister. For five hours. That took me back to when I was just a youngster and my own dear mother, and in fact all the neighborhood mothers, insisting that we go outside and play, it being such a nice day. And remember, no such thing as televisions and computers back then. We did go outside and play; didn't need much encouragement though guess moms thought differently.

-breakfast at The Cabin - good food and good company and the Catholics were there and in good form. A photo album of pretty girls was being shared, from the high school prom of a few days ago or a few weeks ago. I got a peek - Brittany, for one. Pretty girls.

-Watched A Walk to Beautiful on NOVA last night. Set in Ethiopia, young girls damaged in childbirth are shunned and hated and left hopeless. The Fistula Hospital in Addis Ababa gives them new life with the repair of the fistula. One young girl, maybe eighteen or nineteen, referred at one point to the time when she was pretty, meaning when she was maybe ten years old. Guess one gets older faster over there in Africa. By our standards, she was still very much a very attractive young woman. Excellent program.

-Do you think you would like to be eight years old again? An innocent? Remember, you wouldn't be able to do adult things; wouldn't even be remotely interested in doing adult things, except maybe wanting to stay up to whenever, not being sent to bed, or outside, by a big person.