An easier time...

I just spent the day/night at my parents house in between shifts; I laid on the bed that my mom made up for me and thought about an easier time. I laid in the bed just staring off thinking about how safe and secure I felt just by simply lying in the bed. I reflected on a time when my life was so much easier and basically carefree. Although I fretted about the normal high school girl things: which guys I liked, my school work, which crowd I desired to be a part of, and how fast I could grow up; I now wish I could go back to this time of ease with everything I know now. Everything back then (although it seemed worse at the time) was a lot easier than what we go through now. Relationships were not as serious and overwhelming. Money did not control our lives. Finding ourselves was something we were doing on a daily basis, but did not have to TRY to do. And finally, happiness was something we felt; true and honest happiness embraced our daily lives! Oh, how I wish I could go back to this time. I wish that I could be who I was then--- a happy go luck gal! However, I just layed there on the bed, embracing the scents, the feelings and the thoughts knowing that I had to make a change in my life, because I know that I can be happy again!!