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| Arthur dancing on my feet |
Every now and then in life we have those moments when we don't know whether we feel more like a child or a parent.
This was one of those moments...
Looking down at this tiny human, standing on my feet and dancing - laughing and swaying whilst walking my footsteps. Am I really at that stage of my life where I am paving the path (literally in this case) for another little person? Where they will look up to me, physically and metaphorically, watching and waiting to see what I will do next so that they can follow?
It doesn't seem two minutes ago that it was me standing on my grandad's feet as he tried to teach me to dance, and if he were here now I'm pretty sure I wouldn't feel too old to have that dance again. I remember being that child and I still feel how I felt then - especially in this moment.
At what point in our lives do we cross that line from being a child to being an adult? Is it really as simple as turning 18? Is it absolutely finalised once we have our own child? Or can we spend our whole life being both - choosing appropriate moments for each?
Suddenly I found myself asking all these questions, reminiscing about my own childhood and those carefree days - all triggered by my little toddler dancing on my feet in the same way I used to.... And then I saw this...Arthur dancing with a baby doll on his own feet ... And I realised - the difference between me as an adult and me as a child: I find these moments and I start to look back at who I was...Children use these moments to look ahead at who they can be. That, right there, is the answer.
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