Playing Hooky

I played hooky this morning

Another day when I said “yes”

To something that wasn’t scheduled

To something that I wanted to do

(Not something I should do)

My daughter called to say she was taking a run at the beach,

“Would I like to come?”

The responsible me tried to talk the spontaneous me out of it

I said, “YES!”

...and went

I’m being gentle with myself

I’m doing what feels right in my bones

Taking care of my inner child

And learning to play

Again

A by-product of my Prodigal

a feeling of impending doom

I fight it…by seizing life

The good part of life that still exists

So I go to the seashore

(when I should be paying bills)

And build sandcastles with my granddaughter

(when I should be doing the laundry)

And I chase the waves…Just for the sheer pleasure of doing so

(when I should respond to a million e-mails and phone calls)

And then I go home

The work gets done

Emails get answered

Phone calls get made

Yet my mood is lighter

Memories have been made

Life goes on….