I miss Little Fnordie - me, as a child.
I miss trusting others. I miss the wonder of birthdays and Christmas. I miss conversations with childhood pets (they're great listeners). I miss running for the sake of running, and riding my bike like the wind. I miss maternal hugs and being tucked in at night. I miss my secret hiding place, where I would go to whenever dad was angry. I miss tree forts, snowball fights, and skinny-dipping at the gravel pit.
I miss childhood.
