I can definitely relate this to my life. When I was a child, I couldn't wait to grow up. I just wanted to be older, convinced that adults were flawless, powerful beings. However, as I grew older, I realized growing up isn't as amazing as I thought it would be. As I grew up, problems started becoming more serious and I was forced to face many situations on my own, instead of supported by somebody, as it was when I was younger. Looking back, I remember seeing everything as something amazing, just like the narrator did as a child. Every single thing, from lightning to insects, seemed remarkable and incredible. I had barely any insecurities and I didn't mind what others thought about what I did. I simply lived my life curious about tomorrow, happy with today, and carefree about the past, just like the narrator seemed to live his.
Yet, as I grew older, those things that seemed so impressive while I was young, became just ordinary things. I saw them so much, that I got used to having them around and no longer even noticed they were there. Meanwhile, other things around me were changing, modifying everything I had known for so long, and I had no control over this. This also happens to the narrator, making him love his childhood years, where he was happy with everything, and dislike his adulthood, where everything is either changing completely or simply there. All this made me realize that I have to appreciate what I have right now and stop taking things for granted, because I'll be missing these in the future when I no longer have them.
