Every year for Easter, my in-laws do a color coded egg hunt for their grandchildren.
Grandma fills eggs with candy and cash. Papa and uncles hide the eggs in age-appropriate spots in our backyard.
It’s 5 minutes of (somewhat) controlled chaos.
And. It’s. Awesome.
This year, my 19-yr-old college freshman didn’t tell Grandma to do eggs for him. He also didn’t tell her not to.
She did eggs for him. And he was thrilled.
In a culture that is constantly pushing us to grow up, I love that my sons are hanging on to joy. (The 17-yr old did it, too.)
I love that they know how to have fun and aren’t afraid of looking a little silly while doing it.
Which brings me to Mantra #8 in the 50 Mantras for turning 50 series:
๐ผ๐ก๐ฌ๐๐ฎ๐จ ๐๐ค ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐ช๐ฃ๐ฉ.
๐ฃ Maybe “the egg” is a certificate you’ve wanted to earn, a new software program you’re trying to master, or a hobby you want to re-start (cough, cough).
๐ชบMaybe the hunt is a promotion, a raise, or a project you want to lead.
You will never find the eggs if you’re not willing to go looking.
๐ง๐ผโโ๏ธDon’t count yourself out because you’re too old (or too young).
๐ฐDon’t miss out on the fun because you’re afraid of looking silly.