Living Love

Ice Cream Trucking

Hello, loves! How is life treating you since the last time we came together here? As an adult who is faced with the ridiculous requirement by society to adult, I miss being able to just be a kid again.  Also, still not sure anyone has this adulting thing figured out but I digress.

Sigh, to be a kid again, the days of just trying to have the best day ever!  Riding bikes days on end, avoiding the bully zone with your team of kids there to help you navigate the lay of the kidscape.  Chasing down the sound of the ice cream truck music for that sweet reward of locating the target feeding your belly with the coolness of sweet satisfaction.  Hanging out during recess with other kids in school who wanted nothing but good things for me.   Knowing that it was all about having fun, playing to our hearts content.  Kids would ask you to play not thinking about if you vibed or had the cool this or that.  No, it was just focused on getting your play on coexisting in the neighborhood or playground together as long as you didn’t affect there good times, no issues would pop off for the need to run and tell your mama or visit the principles office.  

Now, as a person attempting with all the best of my ability to be an adult, I understand why so many “adults” have a hard time dealing with other people attempting the adulting process.  The adult landscape is a hard one to navigate when there are unsaid laws of the land and vary by your current longitude and latitude coordinates.  It can become overwhelming to say the least to try to figure out this whole new world of “adulting”.  It can seem like a lonely road to walk alone with all these battles to fight solo, with no time to play, no that’s NOT allowed in Adulthood.

Responsibility…blah blah blah blah, this bill…blah blah blah, food and shelter…blah blah blah, other adults…blah blah blah.  It is so overwhelming to try to keep it all balanced as an adult and trying to engage with other adulting people who are on the same road as you.  Some have become jaded, worn out, abused, and disheartening from walking the road of life.  They engage with others based on their experiences through unkindness, harsh criticism, hate, if only to feel like they can better understand others because they are trying to bring them to the level that they are at.  We are forced to grow up, to have it figured out, with expectations of how your truth for you should look like based on societal standards and comfortability.  We have forgotten about how it was to be a kid, just focused on having the best day ever, sharing that day with others with no concern if the other is like us beyond being a human being,  with the focus only on enjoying the moment.   

So I ask you a simple question, do you want to swing on the swings with me…I’ll push you higher if you push me high, slide down the slide…thanks for letting me go first, play jump rope sharing the one…you jump while I cheer you on.  Oh and run like hell making sure I am running right next to you listening to that music in the distance where I’ll see you at the ice cream truck when we for a brief moment most definitely have something in common, liking and now eating ice cream at the same time together.  Too bad that we can’t think about the bigger connections as adults beyond ice cream, or sorbet for those vegan and lactose intolerant peeps, cause everyone is welcome at the ice cream truck.

With Love, Nic

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