As we age, we grow inconsiderate of the under-appreciated attributes of life.
Like day-dreaming. I realized today that it's been longer than I can remember since I lay in bed, just awakening or on my way to sleep, and created a fantasy story to comfort, enjoy, or simply amuse myself. I will re-embrace this beauty.
Playing pretend. We do it so well in our minds, to ourselves, but we get "too old" to "play house". I would like to re-embrace this, but I'm not sure if I know how.
Smiling and being amused by every little, simple thing. I think I find this through children; they make me beam and glow with joy. I love babies, children, people....
Yourself. There was a time when I didn't care about how thin my thighs were, how flat and taut my stomach was, or whether my clothes were flattering...when we "grow up", we learn not to love ourselves the way we are.
These are the under-appreciated things I hope to recapture.
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