I remember, at nine year old, coming home to find all my toys gone, I searched cupboards, the loft, even the bin, they were gone, I was no longer a child, and the sooner I came to terms with this new fact the better.
This is how change have etched it's way onto my life, when one fact becomes another overnight. So today, I am marking another change day, fortunately or not, the change is mental, but like the disappearing toys, it is a change that marks the end of fun and invites maturity in.
