02/27/2026
Sometimes when we get older, we don’t just gain years — we gain perspective.
The other day I found myself laughing at a childhood memory. I was about eight or nine, at a friend’s birthday party, doing something I had never done before: bobbing for apples. At the time, it felt normal. Everyone else was doing it. I didn’t question it. I just dunked my head in like the rest of the kids.
Now, years later, I replay that memory and think, “Who let us do that?” A barrel full of water. A bunch of kids. Spitting, laughing, dunking their faces in. The parents watching and smiling. It was wild. Unsanitary. Completely chaotic.
But here’s the deeper part.
As kids, we don’t question much. We adapt. We follow the room. We participate so we can belong. Even when something feels a little strange, we tell ourselves, “This must be how it’s done.”
As adults, we finally get the distance to reflect. We see the patterns. The environments. The things we normalized just because everyone else did.
Growth is sometimes just that — revisiting old memories with new wisdom. Laughing at what we didn’t know. Realizing how resilient we were. And recognizing how much we’ve evolved.
It’s not really about apples. It’s about perspective.
What’s something from your childhood that makes you laugh now — but also makes you think?