When I grow up I want to be a little kid…
I want to look at my mom and Dad and see my whole wonderful world.
I want to fall down while riding my bike and have my mom blow on my cut and fix everything.
I want to know my dad is Superman.
I want to play and run and have the ground not seem so far away when I fall.
I want to laugh.
I want my worst fear to be being tickled by someone who I know loves me.
I want my big problems to be a spelling test.
I want to cry and not care who sees me.
I want to feel sun on my skin and not think about sunscreen.
I want to see snow and be excited, not worry about how to get to work.
I want to smell rain and not worry about drought or floods.
I want to never wonder about paying bills or for buying food.
I want to have loving touch be my normal daily experience with my family.
I want to love people simply because they love me.
I want to have big hugs from big people (aka adults) and not wonder about their motives.
I want to feel the grass and gravel under my bare feet and not worry about stickers or sharp rocks.
I want to swim in the ocean and enjoy the salt on my lips.
I want to play in the woods and not think about snakes, bears, or danger.
I want to have a vocabulary free of words like hate and war.
I want a world free of worry and full of love…
and more than anything else I want these childhood memories for the PHA Family of kids in Ukraine…