From Janie, a.k.a. "Better safe than sorry", and also Lynnee; the idea is five things I miss about my childhood. But don't worry, I won't tag anyone, I know y'all are a bit memed out. I probably never will be.
1. My great-grandmother, Nannie. She died when I was ten- but not before I became a Christian. She would send my sisters and I money- I don't know where she got it on a fixed income. Whenever she visited she'd tell me about God, not pushy, just how much He loved me. Big influence on my young life. Sometimes I wish she could see who I've become now- and I know she'd love Austin.
2. The ability to watch Lion King over and over and still get teared up- "Mufasa died again!" And at the beginning scene, I'd hold my poor little Yorkie up like I was Rafiki holding Simba up to his subjects. I was a bit obsessed with TLK.
3. The toys. Not that I haven't moved on to other toys, but now I have to pay for them. And come on, nothing was as fun as Furbys. I had four of them and between them all they never shut up. Quite annoying, but I thought they were funny at the time. "Make those things go to sleep already!"
4. I didn't have to cook. And somebody always made me eat my vegetables and made sure I actually drank milk. Now my idea of a balanced meal is adding Ranch to the sausage as I drink back a two-liter of Coke. And the only milk I get is on my Chocolate Lucky Charms.
5. Patriotism was so much simpler for me. I could stand and wave my little American flag, singing "God Bless the U.S.A." on the stage of the talent show. I loved my country unconditionally. Now I see how complicated everything is and how much needs to be fixed. But I still love my country. Proud to be an American...