Played a long game of kickball with the neighborhood kids.
My daughter wrote this on my blog about me, “i played and i am old quite an acomplishment”
Poor spelling and lousy grammar not withstanding, she does have a point. We adults forget to play.
Play is an important part of adult life too. It’s as important as sleeping, eating well and exercising. It connects us to others, staves off loneliness and depression and it makes us happy.
Tonight, eight of us had an impromptu kickball game. But it was not just the kids. Another neighborhood mom and I joined in the fray. We played throughout most of the evening. Everyone had some good kicks, including one that was backward. There were lots of laughs, a few high fives and a close call or two. A few trees were hit and fortunately no windows were broken.
The next time you give your time, have some fun. And if you can, play.
It’s ok to play. And it’s good for you too.
Update: After I wrote this post, I realized that I had completely forgotten about a few things that were troubling me earlier tonight. And now, those problems seem pretty small. Maybe play is even better than I thought.