“Grown-ups never understand anything by themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them.” – Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
I am rather envious of kids. So many things are new to them. They are constantly having new experiences. They haven’t developed cynicism, prejudices, or negative predispositions. We should all be so lucky.
My son is easily excitable. The littlest things make his day. It’s awesome. He celebrates everything. He applauds himself upon the completion of singing the alphabet song. Seriously, when’s the last time you’ve gotten legitimately excited about something? Excited enough to jump up and down and say “yay!”? If I had to guess, it’s been a very long time for a lot of us. It has for me.
Obviously, the older we get, the more responsibilities we take on. The problem is, the more we allow these things to consume us, the less apt we are to take joy in them. We have a tendency to stop finding excitement in things that have become routine, even if they once held great joy for us. Even things we truly love can begin to lose their shine.
No, you’re probably not going to get super pumped up when you wake up at 6 AM to go to work on a cold Tuesday morning. I’m not suggesting we jump for joy when we put gas in the car (feel free to, though). But I do think it’s important to try to rediscover excitement in the things that we have maybe started to take for granted. Think back to when those things made you smile. If there are things precluding you from enjoying those things again, figure out how to remove those obstacles.
Make efforts to regain that childlike ability to take pleasure in small things.
Have an awesome Saturday,