Somewhere in one of our 17,000 moves over the past year this old suit case found itself lying around our home.
The children quickly claimed it as their own, and have used it for pretend play every since. It now lives in the back yard storage shed, so naturally it has become an outside “toy” for them to sit in, ‘drive’, and play peek-a-boo in as they open and shut the lid.
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Along with their flip phones circa 2000 via their grandma (my mom). They are 100% content, pretending to be on their own little adventure to who knows where.
It makes me smile when they play together, it makes me well up with tears & smile watching the moments where they creatively play and imagine together. The moments where they take something so simple and make it great!
I’ve missed out on quite a few simple moments in life, mostly because I was searching for something much more complex. Searching for significant, meaning, a bigger picture of where my life was headed.
“I wanted to see the big picture of my life and instead he told me to be small – not only to be small but to celebrate it!”
I really thought I had the whole small, simple living thing down. We’ve shaved 800 square feet off of our living space, we both drive older vehicles, we’ve gotten rid of so much stuff during our moves. But maybe what I’m learning is that “simple” isn’t about stuff, it’s about an attitude of contentment.
If that’s true, then let me tell you: these kids are simple. And I too want to be small and simple.