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innocence

it's 7:15 on this rainy saturday morning and the thoughts are brewing in my head, which for you means i have something to write, which in turn means that you have something to read...

anyways..

during the christmas holidays, i was in canada with my girlfriend visiting/ meeting her dad's side of the family (dad, his sister, his niece, his mom, and some others). it was really good and i had an amazing time in canada (the food is incredible and i ate so much i probably gained five or so pounds). but something that i've been thinking about lately is what she (my girlfriend) calls her dad. i mean it's nothing out of the ordinary, but the fact that she says it reminds of innocence.  it's as if what she calls him takes away all the years of hurt and growing up that she had to do and brings you back to the good old days when you looked up to your dad like he was the greatest human in the world and could do no wrong. 

it's crazy but maybe that's what i associate it with. you know, as opposed to calling him dad or father, there's more of a childlike ring to the name she uses for him, that no matter how old she is, it'll always remind me of a little kid.

maybe it's the fact that regardless of what we have been through in life, we wish there was a point where things could be as good as they used to, back to a time of innocence and childhood likeness. or perhaps that's just us (me) being naive...

but the unfortunate reality of it all is that at some point we all grow up and realize that the world and people around us aren't who and what we think they are.

so yeah maybe we do try to preserve at least a little bit of what life used to be like when we were kids and innocent, a time when we didn't know any better, but it didn't matter because we were happy and content with what we did know.