So I'm going where my younger self wanted to go. Not because I owe the past anything, but because she deserves to know that her dreams didn't disappear just because she grew up. Some wishes just needed a little more time to find their way home.
Maybe healing my inner child isn't always about going back and fixing what hurt. Maybe it's simply about taking her to the places she once dreamed of seeing, letting her hold the things she once wished for, and giving her the little moments she thought she'd have to outgrow...