One of my fondest childhood memories is being out in our yard catching fireflies. There was something amazing about those bugs and the way their little butts lit up. They were bugs to be enjoyed. Like ladybugs. But not only were they cute, they gave you a free show.

While I was standing looking out my mother’s window over our “work in progress” yard I noticed little flickers all around. I blinked a few times. My specs weren’t on and I thought maybe something was wrong with my eyes. And then it hit me. FIREFLIES!

My heart actually jumped in my chest and for a moment I was 6 again. I had honestly forgotten about the countless summer nights spent outside catching those little rascals and watching them glow in my hands before I set them free into the cool night air.

I didn’t realize how much I missed those little buggers until I saw them. Something tells me that I will be outside once more, feeling 6 and loving every minute of it.