While waiting for my luggage in the Istanbul airport, I watched a little toddler run up and down a ramp. He was so delighted, and the rush he felt as he slapped his sandals against the incline was almost tangible. His excitement built with each step. Then once at the top, he’d turn around, and as fast as his little legs could carry him, blast down the incline with glee.
He was actively experiencing life and the simple pleasures it can bring. His happiness reached out to me and made me smile.
I’ve spent so many years of my life focused on my own “growing up”. I haven’t spent nearly as much time watching and enjoying others do the same. And now I will.
Creator of Love, Auntie.