When both my girls had grown and flown, I was living alone. I missed the crazy play we enjoyed, like floating trays of dinner in the bath. Late night drives into London at what ‘should be bedtime’ for no good reason other than to picnic on Westminster Bridge in the car – so much fun. Putting on accents (I was terrible, btw). Anna my younger daughter picking me or Becky up and walking around with us playfully protesting and asking her to put us down. Hiding and jumping out on each other! We were pretty childish and we LOVED it! So when they had gone, it felt so quiet and I felt lost, disconnected from a part of myself and old.
After selling up, putting my things into storage and travelling around the UK, I ensured that fun was high on my agenda, and the loneliness faded away.
Now in my new chapter with Andrew, we both laugh and play everyday. Usually at ourselves. And it’s usually quite childish 😂 and I feel young again ❤️
Are you getting enough ‘fun, laughter and playtime’ into your days?