For me, it’s about being carefree, innocent, and full of joy. It’s about holding onto that spark of wonder, the belief that good things can still happen, even when life can be very serious. I remember my parents always saying I was like Peter Pan, not wanting to grow up. Who knows, but I think I have always been a bit of a kid at heart, the eternal optimist, clinging to hope when others might give up. Maybe it’s because I don’t have children of my own and still see the world through a youthful lens, or maybe it’s just who I am, my age in numbers, but not in spirit.