What do I miss?
I miss having a freedom my children may never know in this changed world. My friends and I would walk for miles, crossing streets, taking shortcuts through yards, just to get a Slurpee. Or just for the sake of walking free.
I miss being able to ride on a merry-go-round for EVER, without throwing up.
My son does something I remember loving. While swinging, he'll throw his head back with his eyes closed and just enjoy the movement, the breeze, and the sun on his face.
I miss teeter-totters. They're not nearly as fun when my partner weighs, ohhhhh, maybe a forth of my weight.
I don't miss sleepovers. They were stressful and I was always a mess the next day.
Remember making the walls of houses or cities out of pine needles? Just me? Well. It was fun and I could do it for hours.
Running. I could run and run and run. Lost my breath, but never got tired. Yeah, can't do that anymore.
Listening to the kids on the playground of the school next door, I remember how fun it was to just SCREAM!!!! And LAUGH at TOP VOLUME! And SCREAM some more! Why did we do that? It was fun.
I'm sure I could go on and on, but it's time for me to visit my blog pals and see what they miss!(note to self: update that list, I have almost 40 DSP blog pals now!)