Losing Child-like Innocence

As I was taking my shower, I recalled that when I was twelve, I wished to marry someone who plays the piano. I saw many sisters and brothers who are good at piano. Because I do not play, I greatly admire them. Now some fifteen years later, I thought to myself five years down the road, I might marry someone who does not match with what I used to desire. The sister that I marry to may be completely different from what I as a child used to want the future mate to be. At that time, I would probably accept with what is given and lump into a state of non challenge. An old man is never too picky. He is happy to accept what is given to him.

I feel sad. The non-challenging and non-picky attitude indicates the loss of child-like innocence. Why should I be satisfied with what I've got? Well it is too late to turn back and have a new start all over again. What's the moral of the story? I do not know. But I know that it is a fact of nature. People get tired of things and see each other's imperfections. However, people are flexible enough to forgive each other and move on with what's given to them. Child-like innocence is a romance, a fairy tale. It is played only once on the day it occurs. And we always look back to that day of unseeming reality which propels us to go on with what we've got. Or do we?