I have a photo of me when I was younger; I think about I’m about 3 years old and I’m sitting on the sofa with a pretty dress on, hands folded in lap, looking anxious. Why? I’m waiting for people to arrive for my birthday party. Cute 🙂
When you’re little, things like birthdays or Christmas fill you with excitement and nerves and desperation for the moment to arrive. As you grow up though, such behaviour is frowned upon and stamped out of you as other things come with those moments – stress, pressure, organising, family disputes, cost etc so you end up just wishing the event was over.
I think that’s pretty sad. I think we need to allow ourselves some childish excitement now and then and remember how small things can feel like magic. I’m certainly going to make more of an effort to not let life bog me down so much and bring back my 3 year old self 🙂
What gets you excited like when you were a kid? Do you think we need to feel that magic more?