a sense of play

Last evening we spent several hours with our 14 month old grandson. He is just as perfect as grandsons can be---full of energy, and laughter, and play. He loves to toddle around a corner and then screeches in delight as he returns and finds us clapping and laughing. My mother once commented that one of my sons had a real "sense of play." This is what childhood should be----as sense of discovery and play.

What happens to that sense of play for us as the years pass? We know what happens. Reality sets in. People aren't always clapping and laughing for us.  Our sense of delight moves to a sense of awareness and concern. Maybe our sense of play even moves us into areas of destructiveness. We think drinking or drugging might be fun.

For those of us with addictions a real part of long term  recovery is rediscovering a healthy sense of play. What was fun for you as a child? What got you interested and excited? Is there part of that you can find today? Who might help you find that?

Blessings---Penny