I can’t play as much as I used to. My body doesn’t cooperate. My mind is not always cooperative either!
But watching my kids play is one of the greatest joys of my life.
My Facebook status update from today says:
Highlight of the morning for the kids: finding a dead fish. 😳😂 What a beautiful winter’s day! (I spent 4 hours in bed, like a zombie, recovering from the outing but the ‘payback’ is worth it [in small doses] for the happy memories! Thanks, Sandra, for a lovely morning! Let’s do it again sometime. Xx)
I remember when I was their age. I would squeeze through the gap in the chicken-wire fence to get into our neighbours’ backyard. Amy, Sally and I would spend hours playing Voltron — defending the universe. Or jumping on the trampoline. Or riding our bikes. I even remember some conversations we had: “God wants us to love everyone… But we’re just kids. So, God knows we can’t love the whole WORLD!”
What a delight it is to see my own two children reach that age, and what a joy to be there to watch them play. Creating their own memories. Enjoying nature. Being silly with friends. That’s what it’s all about.
Sometimes I worry about not “being” enough for them, because of my chronic illness. But days like this make it clear to me: they are enjoying a happy childhood!
So, I thank God for winter sun, and the occasional chance to go out with my kids and watch them play.
You are invited to join us over at Five Minute Friday this week, where we are all writing for just five minutes using the writing prompt, PLAY.
* Facebook status was copied and pasted, to save time!
Great post! I agree there is something very special about watching children play. They have such great imaginations. Visiting from FMF#29.
I love this! I’m glad you were able to go watch your children play. I’m sorry the payback has to be so much. 🙁 Thanks for sharing.
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