Saving The World With Super-Squishy Bunnyhugs...

 Hi!

If there are things better than sitting around a firepit with the people that matter most to you, for the sole purpose of just hanging out, I don't know what they are. 

There we were, sitting around the backyard of our daughter's home, surrounded by kids, and grandkids, sharing food, drinks, and laughter. That's it. That's the whole story. 

There was nothing newsworthy, no drama, no fighting, and the only hint of a meltdown, was when our extremely overtired 8-year-old granddaughter discovered she had forgotten her favourite blanket at home, and they were getting ready for their much-anticipated backyard campout in their tent. This crisis was averted with a substitute. (Grandma's super-squishy bunnyhug to the rescue!) 

Sometimes a person doesn't realize how badly they need time like this until it happens. We get caught up in our work/eat/sleep/repeat cycles. It's easy to do. Trying to tick things off of our relentlessly ever-growing to-do lists. And then, you take a second to breathe, and in that moment, realize just how short of breath you've been.

Routine, to an extent, is a good thing.  It helps us stay organized, and do what we need to do to make our lives functional, productive. to make them work, essentially. 

Routine does serve a purpose. 

But.

I think it can lead to living a life on autopilot, if it isn't interrupted on a fairly regular basis. 

I can't imagine that our fleeting time on this planet is meant to be spent on autopilot.

We need to spend more time colouring outside the lines, walking the paths least traveled, sitting by a fire, saving the world with super-squishy bunnyhugs. 

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Broken crayons colour just as brightly, and even better when they do so outside the lines.

Multicoloured skies, and polka-dotted, purple dogs are essential.

We are not meant to be hamsters. 

Life is too big to live small.