The Childlike Joy of a Blank Page

Photo by Jan Kahánek on Unsplash

I imagine that it was a chore for my mother to walk through a store with me.

I was one of those beggar kids — the ones that saw something and immediately wanted to have it! I always thought of the possibility of crazy fun times with whatever was new, or with things I never had before.

And yet, I wasn’t an entitled child. In fact, my family was lower middle class at best. It…