It just occurred to me today, that being retired is rather like being a kid again! I compare my current state to the days in Hinkletown, so long ago, when our two-roomed school was dismissed for the summer! The vision of all those free days essentially just to play was overwhelmingly joyous. Sweet liberation melting on one's tongue like Sunbeam bread slathered in butter and sprinkled with sugar!
I really think that defined spaces in your heart just for play are critical to serenity. Our family played pretty much all the time interspersed with hard work on our parent's part, but for us kids, incidental chores barely pricked our free time. My husband grew up on a farm and his school time was freedom in comparison to his daily work during the summer. An enormous difference!
In our summertime we played, dreamed, created, biked, swam, traveled, cavorted in sun and shade, dandelion fluff blown by soft breezes.
Even so, come sweet retirement!
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