Two little children, a boy and a girl, walked hand-in-hand to their neighbor's house. Standing on her tiptoes, the little girl was just able to reach the doorbell. A woman greeted them and asked what they wanted. "We're playing house," the little girl answered. "This is my husband and I am his wife. May we come in?"
Thoroughly enchanted by the scene confronting her, the lady said, "By all means, do come in."
inside, she offered the children lemonade and cookies, which they graciously accepted. When a second tall glass of lemonade was offered, the little girl refused by saying, "No thank you. We have to go now. My husband just wet his pants."
I don't want to forget what it is like to be a child. To believe the world is full of magic, wonder, and awe. I want to remember to take time for play and, just as important, to feed my imagination. The older I grow, the more it seems that ordinary events are now all too commonplace and the extraordinary cannot hold my attention for long. I never want to be too old to be "awe-struck!"
Today, I want to rekindle that touch of wonder. It's part of being fully alive!
I haven't been on in a while...busy busy. I hope all is well with you. Thanks for the comments/compliments. I probably will be back on next week reading some of your wonderful pieces! Stay sweet!
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