What a fun time of year this is. Looking around, I find myself constantly surprised and amused. I love hearing my kids plan what to be and how to do it. We don't really go out and purchase costumes, we do the old fashioned thing and put together out of boxes of cast offs and such. It's really fun and creative.
But today, I was wondering if the "costume" that I wear as an adult is what I planned as a child. Usually, I still feel like I'm rummaging around in the box at the last minute, trying to decide what to be. I mean, I decide but then it seems too hard, or impossible to achieve, or not right. And I change my mind. Or maybe because everyone else will think it's stupid and make fun of me. Aren't we still just kids at heart?
And maybe, the scariest costume of all is just going as myself. Not looking for some way to cover up. Not searching for what will please or cause envy. Simply just being. Not much fun for Halloween, but certainly a good thing for life. Because costumes are good for a day or two a year but then they become cumbersome. All of that make-up and fake hair and blood and bulky clothing and masks that keep me from seeing and breathing. They are only fun for the sake of fun. Don't want to live there.
I love you all. Just like you are.
blessings,
rhonda
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