Over the past couple of weeks, I’ve taken an intentional hiatus from pretty much anything that seemed too stressful or work-related. My neck was hurting from sitting at the computer so much, and I was exhausted all of the time even though I wasn’t really doing anything physical.
A week or so before Christmas I decided to just let it all go and focus on myself as well as the people and things right in front of me. There were several days in a row that I didn’t look at one social media site, and everything was okay.
When we get older, marry, and have children, sometimes we let go of activities and hobbies that once meant a lot to us or were fun and made us happy.
Since Christmas, we have spent quality time with friends and family. We’ve relaxed and gone out to breakfast. Case drank OJ out of an adult cup and spilled half of it on my lap, but he giggled instead of cried, so I didn’t mind too much.
My sister and I spent an entire day going to lunch and enjoying time at a spa. Great Christmas present, mom. We got massages and pedicures and had our eyebrows waxed. We talked and laughed and remembered childhood memories. She was my first friend and is my best friend, and I hadn’t talked to her for that long in quite some time.
My husband, Todd, dusted off his old bike which had been sitting dormant in our garage for eight years. Something he rode every single day in college sat lonely for almost a decade until about two weeks ago. Now Brooks has a buddy to ride with.
Growing up, I was a pretty avid snowboarder going on the weekends and after school as a teenager then traveling to Colorado and Canada multiple times in college to hit the slopes. Until yesterday, I had not been on a board in more than ten years. It all came back to me, and flying down the mountain was exhilarating.
I don’t want to one day wake up and wonder what happened to the Susanna that once existed, the young, carefree girl who had a lot of hobbies and loved adventure. In fact, that is the person I want my boys to know and hopefully admire.
As the new year rings in tonight, one of my goals is to have fun and be happy this next year. To smile often, exercise more, sweat only the big stuff, and be adventurous.
I understand why people experience mid-life crises. We often do lose sight of who we are when trying to “be adults”, but really, can we not have it both ways? I think we can.