When I was a little girl, the hokey pokey really was what it was all about. Back when The Simpsons were still classic childish comedy, chanting bubble gum, bubble gum in a dish, and swinging higher on the swing than my sister was considered an accomplishment...and not a worry in the world.
I wonder, only after knowing, if it's better to know the details or if it's better to go on with ignorance. As I write the next chapter to my book...it brings back memories of a journey not easily walked through. I know that logically it's about understanding, and as I use my writing as personal growth exercises, I know that children who will be growing into young adults will find companionship in my book. That sense of accomplishment will be ever-so-worth-it when that day comes--when I can say: "that's my book".
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