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The First 50 Years of Childhood Are Always the Hardest lol
Hey there, wonderful readers and fellow adventurers in this journey called life. It’s Brandt here, your friendly Medium writer, and today I’ve got a little something to share that I think you’ll relate to, no matter where you are on your life path. Let’s dive into a topic that’s close to every heart — childhood. But not just any childhood, mind you. We’re talking about the first 50 years of it.
Yes, you heard that right — the first 50 years. You know, those years that fly by in a blink, leaving you wondering where all that time went. As I sit here with my cup of coffee and my slightly wrinkled sense of humor, let’s take a light-hearted journey into why, my dear readers, the first 50 years of childhood are the ones that really put your resilience to the test.
You see, when we’re young, we often wish we were older. We think adulthood comes with a magical key to unlock all the doors of freedom and fun. But as we grow, we come to realize that maybe, just maybe, being a kid wasn’t all that bad. In fact, it was a wild roller coaster of scraped knees, forgotten lunchboxes, and that one sock that always went missing.
Remember those endless summer days? Running through sprinklers, chasing ice cream trucks, and imagining the wildest adventures in your own backyard. Those were the days when time seemed to…
