Folk lore or truth

 I have been intrigued by the idea of the fountain of youth since I was way too young to care.  In the beginning I envisioned a place where people could be turned back into babies, dolls to play with in a child's eye view.

Later I imagined dropping in the people I loved so they would live forever.  Another childish view and one that probably emerged in my early twenties.

Of course I was always aware that it was a dream, a piece of folklore that didn't really exist, but now I wonder.

Like all magical places I think it exists in a way and on a plane that is less concrete and more ephemeral than science yet understands.  Unable to explain this, people invented fairies and wizards and magical dust or words to try and create a road map for others.

It does exist.  The proof is in the pictures I have.  Yesterday my sister-in-law was amazed.  "You look so young there!"  It was a picture taken this past June but she's right. 

In that moment I was much younger than my birthdays avow.

I haven't actually found the portal to the fountain of youth, but I do sometimes find a way to slip through it unbeknownst and play in it for a while.