child at heart

I read a reflection the other day about laughing at oneself and reconnecting to the playfulness of childhood. The writer recommended playing with abandon: sliding down slides, swinging on swings, skipping down the street. I went for a walk that morning and wanted to take his advice, but first I had to check all around to be sure there was no one watching, no other pedestrians or drivers. I don’t want to look foolish, you know. I did, finally, skip a little. I was a little awkward and was out of breath before long, but it was freeing. The image of a sixty-something woman skipping down the road is just too funny. Next time I will let go of caring what others think. I’ve got to take myself much less seriously. Somehow, having a friend who will act child-like with me is all it takes.

Unless you become as little children…



About dmdubay

Since retiring from Northwest Airlines and moving to the Pacific Northwest, I have more time to devote to writing. My first novel, "Tales of Two Sisters" was published over a year ago. I have been writing poetry for a long time and am attempting to collate my poetry into a short book, with pictures. A sequel to "Tales of Two Sisters" should be getting closer to completion soon. Gardening and tending the vineyard take a lot of time in the summer. Even though I love the outdoors, these activities do cut down on my writing. So I appreciate that wintertime allows me time to write. Writing, for me, is what brings things into focus and helps me to make sense of the things that life brings. It is a gift to me and I hope that it will be to you also.
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2 Responses to child at heart

  1. Rene says:

    That is so cool! Just the thought of you skipping down the road lightens my heart!! I love the image you create here 😊 Thank you for the inspiration and the courage to share this story.


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