My grandson who is 2 1/2 years old has a garden on the top of the local community centre. Every Sunday a "gardening class" is held for 2 year olds where they tend to their individual garden plots. The plot areas are about 20 square feet, and I am amazed at how much produce can be grown in such a small area. I was invited by Tyler (maybe summoned is a better word:-)) to attend one of his sessions. Because holding the attention of 8 to 10 two year olds is challenging to say the least, the course leader Jackie brought some bubble kits. Tyler of course wanted Grampa to blow bubbles. I was of course happy to comply, remembering many pleasant times some 60 years ago sitting in the sun and whiling my youth away, watching bubbles float in the air. My daughter (ever handy with the camera) caught me blowing bubbles on a community centre rooftop on a Sunday morning reliving my early childhood.
Looking at the photo now, I realize how important it is for us to relive our early childhood memories by getting in touch with our inner child. The care free times when the most important challenge for us was to have our bubbles bigger and last longer than those of our friends. When a catastrophe was a flat tire on our bike, and the fact our favourite baseball, football, or hockey team lost in the play-offs. I am lucky to be able to see life through the eyes of a 2+ year old, as my grandson invites me on his many adventures through the aquarium, science center, his Stanley Park community garden, visits to "our Hawaii home", and just our one on one visits to Coal Harbor Park.
My way of getting in touch with my inner child is to be the luckiest grandfather on this planet. I wish you all the joy of being your inner child for a little time each day.
Love and peace
Dennis
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