Photo by Leon Macapagal | Design by Delia Brett I can still see myself there — a small girl, maybe five or six — sitting stubbornly at the end of the driveway. I had a little red rucksack, tied to a stick like the hobo in a storybook. I’d filled it with a few treasures, made my grand declaration, and walked out the front door. “I’m leaving!” I announced, full of conviction and outrage. I remember the tree, the ditch, the road, the school across the street. I remember the fee

Remember When You Danced Just Because? Think about children — how much freedom they express with their bodies. They spontaneously break into song and dance, jump up and down, spin until they become dizzy and fall to the ground laughing. They scream to be swung, tossed, lifted, and flipped in the air. Begging their parents: “Do it again! Do it again!” That was you once. So what happened? Ugh. Too much “adulting.” Too many responsibilities. Too many stresses.Not enough time. No