The 5th year...

Oh, to be five years old again. Watching you makes my memories of being five years old feel so real I could touch them. Making pies and chocolate cakes out of mud, not understanding why I had to go to bed when the sun was still up in the long days of summer, believing that everything was going to be alright when I heard the murmur of my parents voices in the background while I played. I know the days we spend together right now will be memories for a life time for you. What seems like an insignificant moment to me could be a moment frozen in time for you to carry in your memory forever. With God's grace may I be the sweet soft murmur you hear in the background that makes you feel like it will all be alright, in this, your fifth year of life.