Ever since I was a little girl… I have loved swing sets. I had already spent part of my day at the zoo… so I figured my childish antics might as well continue. I drove over to my kindergarten playground to spend a bit of time reminiscing. As I stepped into the tiny sandbox, I found that I remembered it vividly… it was as if nothing had changed. I ran over and jumped on the swings. I swung as high as I could. At the peak, I realized how high I was… or how high it seemed… and I got familiar scared/happy butterflies in my stomach. It was the exact same exhilarating feeling I had experienced at this exact same spot 20 years earlier. As my “childhood” themed week came to an end, I was hit with the happy realization: I was still that same five-year-old girl. Just taller.