Childhood Regression

Sometimes I regress. It's not intentional, it's not done with a conscience mind, it sometimes just happens. The death of MJ a few weeks back seems to have started a bit of a childhood regression. Watching the old videos that were streaming across the television for weeks straight, began to flood me with memories of childhood. I can vividly recall my life when I was 12. No worries, life was calm and was always just so much fun. It was spent giggling with girlfriends while listening to vinyl and dreaming about who you were going to marry and what you were going to grow up to become.

We didn't have cellphones, we had rotary.

We didn't have DVD's or Blueray, we had VHS or Beta.


We played outside and while our skin tanned as dark as we could get it with no threat of skin cancer or knowledge of the ozone layer depleting.

We had tall glass bottles for our soda that once emptied, had to be taken back to the grocery store to be traded in for new full bottles.

We ate Kentucky Fried Chicken, not KFC.

We watched Saturday morning cartoons that lasted ALL morning and NONE of them were based on a movie or video game.

And Michael Jackson was still black and simply the King of Pop.

I was very fortunate last weekend to spend some time with my friends Julie and Craig. I had not Julie in about 8 years and had not seen Craig since high school. We literally picked up where we left off and spent hours just laughing and reminiscing about our lives from 20 years ago. At many moments in conversation, it seemed as though no time had passed at all. It carried the ease of how life was back then. We are older now. Julie and Craig are married. They have a baby. I find that fascinating and wonderful!


I started re-reading Laura Ingall's Little House on the Prairie series. Talk about simple times. Pa moved his family to Kansas. He built a house (with a fireplace), a barn, furniture, dug a well, and provided food by hunting and gathering from the land. The family was happy, safe, and content. What a different mindset the world has today.