Never lose your inner child, I thought, as I took T 30 years down memory lane.
Last Saturday morning, I took T on a nostalgia visit to my elementary school playground.
I was a bit over a year older than T is now when I last played there 31 years ago. It was the first school I attended in Canada after immigrating from the Philippines.
Two years ago, the hubby, T and I moved a short way down the street from this school.
Life truly is a circle.
And things seem so much bigger as a kid!
Some of the old playground is still there while newer components – and an entire extension to the school – have been added.
I remember as a Grade 2 student having to run laps around the paved perimeter around the school field. It felt massive.
As an adult, it almost feels minuscule.
It was a fun morning in the sun.
During these lockdown days, the thing that eats at me most is how little interaction T gets with kids.
So it was nice for him to be around other kids, even if they mostly played on their own.
Tonight, after the end of a long work and virtual schooling week, the hubby, T and I went for a family walk around the block.
I remarked to the hubby how little of these moments we get to enjoy together on a weekday, considering that we are together 24/7, because of how stretched our lives are right now.
So it was calming to spend the time outside together, to watch the hubby and T play, and to watch T stomp and run across the field overgrown with dandelions as the day turned into night.
I’m happy for the long weekend and happier for these longer days.