As I sat and watched my grandchildren over the holidays I drank in their sweetness.
Watching a favorite video with your sister provides feelings of closeness. A moment of love.
I remember playing house as a child. It provided hours of simple fun. I wonder why it all becomes so complicated when we grow up.
I had forgotten how much fun it is to play with Play Doh. there is just something about the simple act of squishing it out into ribbons and then mushing it into a big pile. No pressure to create something perfect, because it is perfect just as it is.
I had forgotten what it is like to be woken up before dawn on Christmas morning just to have to sit on the stairs in wide eyed anticipation, waiting for your parents,
and the face says it all.
Seeing how simple things can be from a child's point of view has made me realize that maybe it isn't all that hard to simplify life. Maybe, just maybe a step back in time is all we need.