We tend to forget the importance of playgrounds in our childhood. These playgrounds are often where we made our friends, learned valuable lessons, and ran out our energy. Taking pictures of the playgrounds reminded me of this. Not only did the memories of falling, making (or losing) friends, and the sore hands come flooding back, but it made me think about my life now. I’ve realized, while I do try to have fun with what I do, it’s hard. As we grow older, we forget to take a break. We forget to have fun. The games we played in our youth may have seemed like just that, games, but they taught us valuable lessons. From measuring ingredients for mud pies to taking turns on the swings, all of these games taught us the many valuable life lessons that we use today. So I need to remember to let myself play.