I was walking at one of the local parks the other day, because I was honestly too lazy to go all the way to the gym. As Im walking, I see kids playing sports, kids on their phones, and kids exercising with their parents. What?
What happened to Red Rover? Duck, Duck, Goose? Mother, May I? Remember when playing was just that? Playing? I grew up with a brother and a sister. When we lived in Ohio, we had a big yard. I remember playing these games with my siblings. Just so you know, Red Rover doesn’t work very well with 3 people. But, we still played. We made so many memories. I remember running the length of the yard playing tag. Hiding behind the tractor playing Hide and Seek. I DEFINITELY remember my sister falling in the creek and getting “stickers” in her foot.
It made me wonder. What memories are we making when we are staring at our phones? When we are hiding in our rooms? When we are watching TV. Okay, I may make an exception for streaming, because there are so many things I won’t ever forget thanks to Hulu, Prime, and Netflix! Aside from this stupid pandemic, when did we stop playing? Not literally what age, but as a society? Today’s society has come to be about who has more and who does it better.
Remember just going out a playing outside? In the dirt? In the rain? Until the street lights came on? All of those things brought me so much joy. And for the life of me, I can’t remember when it stopped. I remember playing house, and Barbies, and even Lincoln Logs with my little brother. Where did the fun go? When did we become these anti-social individuals? I’m not saying go find some strangers to play with. Maybe it’s your kids, your spouse, or your parents. I’m also not saying sit on the floor and try to spring into action playing Duck, Duck, Goose. I’m simply saying we need to have fun. We need to make joyous memories.
You never know when you won’t have the chance to make memories with somebody anymore. I know I have missed out on a lot of opportunities growing up because I was so hell bent on rebelling against my parents. I would go from school, to my room, eat dinner and back to my room. Or, go from school to a friends house. Which we would really just sit there and complain or gossip. Not really making memories. If only we could go back with the knowledge we have now. A lot of people say our younger years wouldn’t have been as fun if we knew then, what we know now. I don’t believe that. I feel like it would have saved a lot of heartache and hardships.
So take what you know now, and don’t miss out on making memories. You will regret it one day. I’m only 29, and I can think of several missed opportunities. So go, have fun! Go, make memories!