It's ironic how life happens, right?
When we are small children pure and beautiful, so much we want to grow and make us great, to be Mom and Dad, the doctor or film actors, to have money, a house, a dog or a cat.
We have no limits when we think about the future. We want so much and God, to how many we dream that we make as adults, and how happy we are when we have done! Illusion, nothing else!
When inevitably grow, parents are actors or doctors, we have a big house, a brand new car, deep within ourselves, we are not happy, fully.
And everything that we want, like great men, is not increased.
Let be, even for one day, little children happy.
