Four Thousand Five Hundred Forty Nine 4 Thousand 5 Hundred 49 4549 days Such a long time and I have a hard time remembering. Of course, I do have memories, and fond ones at that. But I have a hard time remembering what it feels like. What it was like for the first 650 weeks of my life. I remember that it was care free. I didn’t have any long term worries. I remember once, when I was six and we went sledding for P.E. I can’t help but smile. 393,088,680 seconds. How precious each one was. For about 2.5 years, I didn’t have many friends. I was lonely. I remember crying silently on the playground asking “Why?” I didn’t know that it was a part of God’s wonderful plan to help me. And oh how it has helped. 149.4 months. Each one a change of season and of me. When I was eleven, I was especially goofy. Then come the summer, I grew out of it. 12.4 years. 12 birthdays. Every year a little changed, and then one day my life. Call it what you want: 12 years,650 weeks,109,191 hours. But I will call it my first 4549 days. The days of pre-learning.