There are certain moments in life that make you really question how you're living your life. I had one of those moments 2 years ago. I have a little brother. He was 4 years old at the time.
I was visiting my family and I had the brilliant idea of taking everyone ice skating...well, at least I thought it was brilliant! :)
I walk up to my little brother and ask him if he wants to go ice skating and he looks up at me with such an excited smile. He responds enthusiastically "Yes, oh yes, please Nina, I love ice skating. It's my favorite thing in the world!" I thought great! I said "Okay buddy, let's get your shoes on." He finally sat on the bed so I could get his shoes on. He could barely sit still because he was so excited. (He calls me Nina, by the way....long story not getting into that now.)
I got him ready and got the rest of the family into my mom's minivan. As I was strapping him into his safety seat, he looks up at me with the biggest smile on the planet and says "Nina...what is ice skating?"
My jaw dropped.
I laughed and laughed some more. It was a curious yet nervous laughter. I wasn't sure how to respond. I was shocked, NOT because he didn't know what ice skating was, but because he had been SO EXCITED to do this new thing with such excitement and without question.
Needless to say, we got to the ice rink, he was the first to fall on the ice and the first to get up. Four hours later, I had to literally drag him out of the rink because he didn't want to leave. I had to promise to bring him back. He looked so silly out there. He didn't care. He looked adorable. He didn't care. He was kicking butt at ice skating (or rather falling) and refused to hold on to the barrier wall for support.
He made me think of how many times I've held myself back from something new and cool because I didn't even know what it was, or even worse pretending like I KNEW what it was and then passing on the activity or experience.
How many times have I stopped myself from doing something new for fear of what other people might think or say? Too many times to count...
When was the last time you were that excited about something you actually really like?!! My little 4 year old brother was so excited about something he didn't even know existed.
I remember that day so vividly and I challenge myself everyday to live with his enthusiasm.
How will you start living with the enthusiasm of a 4 year old?
I suggest you start today, and may I recommend ice skating ;)