There is something about the unconditional love of a child. They just know whether they like you and that's that. Unfiltered. Attached.
I was lucky enough to spend the afternoon with just such a 7 year old. I was manning the info booth at the Perth Royal with her father while her mother, sister and her explored the grounds (her mother had been in the booth all morning) - these were people I outrigger with but had only met a few times before - Lauren I'd only met once.
Each time they came back to the booth she took more of an interest in me until the end where she was helping me sell the show guides, eagerly, silly-ly. It was fun.
After we had finished we wandered around the show and she held my hand, attached herself to me, and it was such a great feeling, so simple, so carefree. She sat on my lap as we waited for her parents to shop, offered to share her lollies with me and curled right into me while watching the 3D fireworks. It was amazing - such an innocent little girl - and it made me realize just how much we are able to complicate things as adults, how we censor ourselves, hide, afraid of being too much, too soon, too everything... I wish we could all maintain some of that childhood innocence especially when in relationships. Friendships. That innocence that at the least allows us to just go with our gut, trust or not - purely intuition, sensing. I yearn to be surrounded by that innocence.
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