When I was but a little girl, and we were living in the Ozarks we used to have a splendid view across the rolling hills when we looked out the patio doors in our dining room. It used to be especially lovely when a rainbow was settled over it. I used to think when I get to heaven I'm going to slide down rainbows with angels.
I think the saddest part of growing up is losing some of those innocent childhood dreams. It is one of my deepest wishes to never lose my enthusiasm for life and the beauty and surprises that it holds.