I'm reminded that 'fun' is different for each individual. Of course, the meaning of 'fun' changes with all the different categories of human beings: Age, gender, personality-type, occupation, emotional profile, etc. etc. etc. The definition surely also depends on whether or not a person is healthy, or well-rested.
My significant other and I recently had to decide what our definition of 'fun' is. In the end, we passed up an opportunity to fly, to travel outside the country, soak up a warm sun, and to spend time on the water, which seems a bit odd, since boating figures largely in our stateside lives.
This whole aspect of 'fun' has loomed largely in my life-binoculars today because our 'fun' opportunity would have begun way before the crack of dawn tomorrow. The people we could have traveled with have been discussing this trip for weeks now - planning, packing, laughing together with this invisible bond between them that we voluntarily gave up a share of. I have this sense of guilt because only the tiniest part of me really wants to be there as the adventure begins tomorrow and ends nine days later in the wee hours of the morning.
For some reason, at this time in our lives, the experience we declined does not define itself as 'fun'. Perhaps God will reveal His hand as to why we have elected to 'stay put'. And, I do believe, there is a reason that, tomorrow, we will be here and our friends will be there.
I'm almost hesitant to learn why. Until then, we will generate our own fun, in our own time, in our own way.
Ancora imparo.
