I am not a soda drinker. Maybe, I'll drink it like once a month. But it is very specific. For example, I love a Shirley Temple if I am eating Mexican food. It is something I have done since I was a little girl. I can remember sitting at one of my favorite Mexican food restaurants growing up, with my family, hanging off the side of a booth with a balloon tied to my wrist, asking for extra cherries. Even though I don't like cherries, I just thought they were pretty. Some habits never die. Twenty some years later, I still order Shirley Temples. Except I've learned to sit properly and I don't have a balloon.
We don't really think about it, or notice, but a part of us is still that little girl we used to be. When I look back on pictures of myself at one, five, and even thirteen, I wonder who that girl is. Being young feels like a lifetime ago. Even though I've grown up and I've changed both on the outside and the inside, I am still her and she is still me. I am still that little girl who says "Ho hum" after a yawn just like my Father. I am still that little girl who smiles when she sees a butterfly. I am still that little girl who falls asleep with the television on. I am still that little girl who looks up to my big sister, brother, Mom and Dad. And I am still that little girl who dreams.
I think it is important to hold onto our innocence, especially in a cruel world. It is important to always remember who you are and it is even more important to remember, who you were. For if you ever feel lost, go back to the more simpler times within yourself, and even if it is for just a second, pretend you never grew up.