I’ve gone round and round with grief since dad passed. Any you know what? I’m missing out on life. My kids are growing up way too fast. My body has deteriorated dramatically the passed couple of years. I’ve been neglecting my health.
I’ve been a serious adult too much. I’ve not “played”. I’ve not indulged my curiosities. I’ve turned everything into a chore, a have to. And that’s really sad. How about the I get too or the I want to or the I’d love too. And it’s not stuff; it’s attitude. It’s not time; it’s stress. It not exercising. It’s not enjoying. It’s not celebrating.
My dad, my uncle, and my nana, if they were here would tell me to enjoy life and not let it pass by. To focus on family, because they’re all you have. And that’s the key. Stop. Enjoy. Spend time playing, laughing, and celebrating. It’s no use having anything, even the passing day, if I can’t figure out how to enjoy it!