You. Yeah, You. What Is Limiting Your Joy?
There are no rules, you get to decide what you want life to be like.
One of the surprising things about getting older has been noticing how many people abide by a more strict set of rules than when they were young.
Have you noticed this as well? Maybe in your own story?
I think this surprises me a little because growing up, for most of us, was full of moments where we did whatever we deemed best. There really weren’t that many rules, and when there were those rules often could be bent or broken in favor of desires of the heart.
When I was ten years old my parents let me adventure anywhere I wanted after school. I could go as far as I could walk in any direction as long as I was back by dinner. I was free to explore the neighborhood next to ours, visit the store down the way to buy a donut, or head due north through the greenbelt behind our house to discover uncharted lands.
When I was 15 I had a history class assignment where we were told to come up with a creative writing piece and orally present it in front of the class. Our teacher never said we had to do this standing up, so I presented the whole story lying on my back, hands in the air to hold my paper, and talked loudly to the ceiling about the history of English…
