Before you were 12 years old...

I am a loyal follower of Glennon Doyle Melton's blog www.momastery.com, and she wrote something a few days ago that has really got my wheels spinning!!!!  And I'm, of course, hoping to pass the spinning on to YOU, My Friends, in the hopes of getting to know you better!!!

Glennon wrote, at the end of her most recent blog post: 

AH! 12 years old. That’s when it happens. That’s when we start looking to find our joy in other’s expectations and boys and magazines and cigarettes and food and we start getting buried. Go back. Before you were 12. What did you love?

 

 

I love this question and it really helped me come up with some things for the first time in a long time!  I have been asked by countless people (ok, maybe just a couple of therapists) "What do YOU want?"  "What would make YOU happy?"  My answer is always something eloquent and gracious like, "WHAT on EARTH do you mean?  I haven't a CLUE!!!!!"

 

But when posed with the question of what did I love before I was 12 years old...I came up with a list fairly quickly!  Here's mine:

 

1.  playing softball

2.  making toad houses out of Kleenex boxes with grass and a little cut Dixie cup of water for the toad to drink from

3.  playing outside in my jammies after a bath on a summer evening

4.  rollerskating

 

I really want to hear what your lists are!  If it's too difficult to comment on this blog (I've gotten that feedback), please email me with your list:  andreastgeorge@yahoo.com.  Who knows, maybe we can have a little old school fun this summer!!!

 

Love you!!!