I have so several good memories from my childhood that I prefer to look back on.
- It’s not that I don’t enjoy my modern adult life; it’s just that being a child was so much straight-forwardr.
I remember going through life without a care in the world. Sometimes, I wish I could just go back to those good aged days. One of my number one memories of my childhood was having sleepovers at friends houses. Because both of my parents worked a lot, I stayed the night at friend’s houses quite often. I honestly can’t remember spending any weekends at home. My sisters & sisters & I would bounce between four different friend’s houses. All of them were truly kind & hospitable. There was one friend’s home that I appreciated staying the night at more than others, & that was my buddy Maggie whose home had radiant floors. I just appreciated to sit on her floors. She regularly offered me a bed, even though I number one to sleep in a sleeping bag on the heated floor. Maggie regularly thought I was odd for liking to sleep on the floor, even though I just appreciated the radiant floors so much that I couldn’t help it. I never got chilly sleeping on those radiant floors like I did whenever I slept in my bed at home. I remember every time my Dad would tell me that we were staying the night at Maggie’s’ house, I would get super happy because that meant sleeping on radiant floors. Looking back, I suppose it’s funny how much I liked sleeping on those floors, but on the other hand, I wish so badly that I could go back to those good aged days.