Over the weekend my brother and his family, who are visiting from Sweden, spent some time at our place. They have two beautiful girls, 11 and 8 and I was very much looking forward to seeing them. It had been 3 years since I’d seen them last and they had grown up quite a bit, but still children with that sparkle in their eye that sees everything with innocence and interest.
It was really a perfect weekend. We spent some relaxing time with my brother and sister-in-law over good food and having engaging adult conversation and catching up on what’s been happening over the past while, talking about the joys and worries of parenting, and life in general. We don’t see each other very often so time together is very special and we like to make it count. It was great.
But the bonus and most rejuvenating part of the visit was spending time with those two beautiful little girls, chatting, yes, but most of all PLAYING! We played and danced, having so much fun with them. Esther and I walked in the vegetable garden, stopping to pick the veggies that were ready, stopping by the strawberry bed while she bent over and found a huge juicy strawberries. Giggling with them as we played games on the Xbox. Looking at all the items they purchased so far on their trip. Trying on a pink boa that Alice had made doing finger crochet and asking her to teach me how. The excitement and joy was infectious and I found myself looking at things with that same innocence, interest and joy.
It felt wonderful to let my inner child out to play, to let her see the world in her own way, to feel what she felt and still feels within me, to let go of the worries of being an adult and just have fun, laugh and play.
It made me realize that I don’t let my little inner girl out to play nearly enough. She stays locked up inside while I worry and fret and take care of all the adult responsibilities that I have. But too often I get caught up in that and forget to play, something that I found this weekend I really and truly miss.
I used to play more often, would go to my favorite place by the creek and swing on the swings when it wasn’t busy and play by the creek, skipping stones and sitting barefoot under the shade of a big ancient apple tree.
And it reminded me how important it is. How much freedom it gives from the thoughts that sometimes get us all wrapped up in worry and fear. And how it can keep you so present in the moment.
I am grateful to those two little girls for reminding me to let my inner child out to play and I intend to do it more often, whenever I have the chance.
When my brother’s beautiful little family left to go to their rented home for the next two weeks, I found myself looking forward to when they return after that sojourn to see us again. And when they do, my inner child will be ready and waiting to come out to play again.
Let your inner child out to play and let me know what your experience was like. I would love to hear all about it.
With love and kindness
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