Today was Olivia’s first day back to preschool. When I picked her up, we headed to the “bouncing animals” park and I tell ya, we had so much fun. We drew letters in the sand and tried to see who could find the biggest rock. It’s not a fancy park or a big park, but Olivia loves it. . .especially the bouncing duck.
I love it because it reminds me of the parks of yesteryear with the old fashioned slide and merry-go-round and monkey bars. No high tech playground equipment there.
I guess it made me nostalgic for the days when I could walk to the city park or swimming pool. We do not even have a park within walking distance of where we live. I miss that smaller town feel. . .granted we live in a small town, but technically it’s on the outskirts of town in a subdivision.
And it was then. . .at the top of the slide that I had an epiphany. We need to just sell our house and move to a small town near a park. It doesn’t have to be far away. It doesn’t have to be a bigger or better house. . .just something different. Sure, when I was telling Ryan about it, it no longer seemed very practical and I was probably only half serious by that point. But, for a moment it made perfect sense. Don’t get me wrong, I love my house, but sometimes wouldn’t it be great to just start anew? Amid our struggles with depression over the past few years, sometimes it feels like we just need a big change in our lives.
Who knows what came over me, but as the sun was starting to set we decided it was time to go home. Olivia had a hard time saying good-bye to her duck and hugged him and told him she’d be back to see him soon. But I think both of us had just the kind of day we needed.
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