Feeling Like a Kid Again

I admit it. I don’t want to grow up because the real world can be hectic and scary sometimes. Yes, I do the adult things, like pay my bills, and take care of the property, and communicate with adults, but the moment I get to let my hair down and feel like a kid again, I’m in the heart of that moment. When we revert to our childhood for short periods, we remind ourselves of a simpler time. We have the amazement and wonder that tends to get lost in our adult lives. We feel free and safe. More importantly, we have fun.


Look, I’m not telling any of you to stop living in the real world. But sometimes, it’s healthy to do things to have fun. You don’t have to engage in childish activities to feel like a kid again. Some of you may require more effort to loosen up.


If you are afraid you’ll do things that embarrass you, then you may be right. But, the best part of feeling like a kid is knowing that you aren’t the only one that does crazy things. The first time I hopped on a motorcycle, I was scared, nervous, excited, and felt alive all at the same time. The adrenaline kicked in, and I had this mentality that nothing could make that opportunity feel differently. I was dense because a lot of things could have gone wrong. But I was fortunate. I felt the vibrations of the bike speaking to every muscle in my body. My senses heightened as the wind whipped my hair into its wind-blown style. Cars seemed to zip by as the bike was riding the road with a vengeance. Thank God the driver (nicknamed Spider) was a pro. He got us to our destination unscathed but left a mark on me that made me crave knowledge of motorcycles and how to ride. It’s been a long time since I’ve been on a bike, but that doesn’t mean I don’t miss it. It means that life put me in situations where responsibilities took precedence.


I hike whenever I get the chance, which, with my current job, makes it difficult to do. I prefer the outdoors because there is something about the fresh air that puts life into perspective. When we get stuck into a life of four walls, we often forget to take the time to smell the roses. There’s a park in Greensboro, NC, where I love to go whenever I’m free. It’s at the Guilford Courthouse Park. Trails are abundant, and no matter what time of year I go, I always find something new. The paths are open, narrow, or wide, bike or no bike trails, and there’s a dog park. It’s mostly a safe area to walk and cycle. No place on earth is 100% secure, but my freedom in exploring the terrain makes my heart soar. I can jam to the music and get lost in my head for a while. Sometimes feeling like a kid means allowing the adult in us to take a nap.


Someone recently asked me what makes me get in a childlike mentality. The truth? I don’t think about it; I do it. If I want to get on the swings, I’ll swing as long as no kids are around. If I see a slide, I’ll slide. I love the inhibitions that I can let go of because stress kills. If you don’t find ways to release the tension that takes over your soul, it will eventually kill you. I don’t think it’s a good idea to stay in a childlike mentality all the time, but there’s always time to play. And if you don’t have a few minutes in your day to get some playtime in, you might want to make the time.


I had a pillow fight with a friend recently. She and I laughed and laughed until we couldn’t laugh anymore because our ribs were so sore. What started was something so silly, but it was fun. I don’t think either of us realized how much frustration we had built up. She had a couple of extra pillows left behind from her ex-husband and was about to throw it away, and I commented about how she should do something to get rid of the frustration, and BAM!!!! There was the first hit. I grabbed the other pillow, and we both went at it like we were in the WWE. It was a blast!!!! The poor pillows bit the dust, but at least we salvaged some of the stuffing, and she’s using it for a present for one of her kids. She does a lot of work with crafts and makes the neatest items. Some day I’ll have to share her work with all of you.


Feeling like a kid means letting go of your judgmental attitude. If someone rubs you the wrong way, there are healthy ways to deal with that stress. You can always find ways through dance, exercise, crafts, reading, writings, drawing, etc., but don’t bottle up everything inside. The truth is that we all judge people. It’s human nature. We shouldn’t, but we do. Even those who never seem to have a judgmental bone in their body find themselves dealing with conflicting emotions over people’s actions. Children are great because they don’t see a color until they are taught to see it. They also don’t see hate until they learn it from others. There’s a lot of wisdom children have because their innocence isn’t tainted yet. We should feel honored to share their insights because they have a more vital message with love than with the judgment adults bestow.


Last but not least, make time for yourself to have fun. Look, I know it’s challenging in today’s world. But think about it this way, if you allow yourself to have some fun, you might see other issues a little differently, and that can help you with some of life’s most significant and most demanding decisions. The last thing anyone needs is for the stress to make them physically sick. Take care of yourselves and learn to have some fun. Who knows? You might find that it was worth the break. Have a great Monday, everyone.

4 thoughts on “Feeling Like a Kid Again

  1. I would give anything to be a kid again! I’d certainly do a whole lot of things differently though. I see nothing wrong with letting yourself go from the stress of adulting every so often to just be a kid again to have “youthful” fun to get away from the stress of adulting. My dad had big motor bikes and was in a bike club when I was a kid and I remember getting my first ride on one of those big Honda bike. It was exhilarating! Adulting is overrated, I wish I knew then what I know now. I would have taken my time to enjoy being young and carefree!

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