Preparing my Independence Weekend vegan hot dogs, which I call Not Dogs, I was going for a nostalgic flavor. Between the bun, the dog, and the chili sauce with mustard, a couple of bites took me right back to being 10. Riding my bike to the pool then, I felt my first waves of independence combined with that flavor.
Riding our ebikes to a nearby beach, that same feeling arose. The kid in me is alive and well, safe and healthy. My adult self celebrates the freedom for me to care for myself in these simple and joyful ways.
How is your inner child doing this holiday weekend? What can your adult self do to celebrate freedom with responsibility? Ki to Happiness rides the wave of freedom, responsible for her own joy.