Ringlets danced along her shoulders while she hopped from one puddle to the next.
I watched from behind her, holding back my be carefuls, don’t get your pants wet, and my don’t splash too hards – because that’s what being a kid is all about.
She jumped high, kicked hard, and laughed all the live long day.
Every part of her danced while she played in her puddle.
And while I watched I realized that somewhere between work, a child, financial responsibilities, and friends I had forgotten how to be in the moment and soak in the dance.
I’d forgotten to play because it’s super fun.
To squeal without inhibition, run through grass without shoes on, jump in muddy water, play in mud, race through sprinklers, collect rocks and put them in pockets because what else are pockets for?
I continued to watch my daughter engage and exclaim with such joy so effortlessly and I came to understand that I need to feel that joy more often.
The simple joy that my daughter feels.
But how do I get there?
I do it by working on me and getting back to finding my centre.
Always accepting change, encouraging growth, and developing; by relaxing, taking time for myself, and disengaging with negativity.
And letting the curls bounce off my shoulders every once in a while.
How do you take time for yourself?