i always wanted to be a bird when i was little (actually i still would). i thought it would be so wonderful to fly in the sky and travel wherever i wanted. obviously i did not have these amazing capabilities or talents so i opted for a swing instead.
with my hair blowing wildly and the wind brushing across my face i imagined that i was in a different place flying free with no one stopping me. my favorite part was the jump. i would push myself up on that swing as high as i could go and make that giant leap...gliding through the air in free flight just like a bird. it was my happy place.
i think back to these times and wonder why i ever stopped. why is it that the things that used to make us so happy suddenly disappear and become nothing but a distant memory? i have learned how important it is to not allow the day to day monotony overshadow the things that are meaningful to our happiness...even if this means taking a trip to the school playground and acting like a child again. it may be foolish and silly, but at least i'll be smiling ♥
have a happy day lovelies :)