I think I need to live my life like a 4 year old. When we went out skating this week the kid was gung-ho. She had no fear, she just went for it.
She fell down a couple of times and hurt herself, cried, but as soon as we suggested she sit down or stop she was off again.
And here was I, hesitating, fearful. I was afraid to fall. As though I haven’t fallen down before. As though I haven’t hurt myself or felt momentary pain.
She loves being active, why walk when you can run? Why be inside when there’s an out?
She sees something new and she wants to look more closely, and try it out. New sports, new foods, new games.
She’s taught me a lot this little girl over her four years, but I think this one I’m going to have to teach myself. Live like the four year old. Model myself. Have more fun, try more things. Experience.