During my childhood, life was pretty serious. I didn’t play much. As an adult, playtime has not been a priority, although I’ve learned to not take myself so seriously.
Raising our son, Bob made sure there was plenty of playtime with friends, balls, magic cards and cats. Since his stroke, Bob plays golf, but not with our cats much. Yesterday I found a little bit of time intermittently through the day to play with our cats to give them exercise, and to enrich their lives as well as my inner child.
Did you play much as a kid? Do you allow yourself playtime as an adult? Ki to Happiness grows more playful in time.