Monday, June 20, 2011
Learning to Play
I am sitting here at nearly midnight trying to find my creativity under the piles of responsibility. I have found it in cakes, or on a nature walk with my BabyBoyd, but in these last weeks I feel its drowning. Along with my ability to relax and PLAY. I never thought of myself as someone who couldn't play, but it is one of the hardest things I've ever done to put down the boxes that need unpacking, the work that needs doing, the laundry that needs folding, or the food that needs making for the most important job I have -- being with my daughter. Tonight, I'm working, and writing, in the hopes that tomorrow I can look back and say "I did enough. Its time to play" and mean it. And then to pull my creativity out of its black hole and put it to work on something more than just the same old games....something like a breakfast picnic upstairs in the playroom. Just me and my girl, pretending to be on a far off world that is reached simply by going up the stairs.