"As a kid, I loved to do nothing too.
There were many afternoons when the weather was warm that I’d wander through the woods beside our family home. Often I’d end up at what I called “my rock” – a formation on the top of a hill that looked out over my family’s home and property.
I’d sit there – by myself – sometimes for hours, doing…nothing.
I’d look a the trees surrounding me and feel a sense of comfort.
I’d reflect on my day and try to come to peace with whatever challenge I had faced.
I’d dream about my future and what I might become.
Sometimes I’d pretend to be someone else and imagine what it would be like to live a different life.
That solitude, that alone time, that time to dream – it was heaven."
It's May. Like Kerry explained in the article linked above, I am not making a list. There are one or two big rocks our family will load into the summer bucket list for sure – a brief round of next level swimming lessons and church camp for instance. There will be a few super fun highlights surround by a wide margin of peace and fresh air and wonder. Lots of time for very necessary daydreaming. We are getting a head start on these newly warm evenings. Doing nothing….and so much more.




