Power of Playtime

“To live is the rarest thing in the world, most people just exist.  That is all…”

Oscar Wilde 

Playtime is perhaps one of the most important decisions you can make when times are challenging.

Power of Play 

The nurse looked at me. Then at my mom. Then back at me.  I could tell she wanted to lecture us for our antics, I mean… my mom brought blue painters tape to my hospital room and created a hopscotch game in the isolation ward! 

I was up and out of my bed, jumping through the squares, IV’s dangling out of my arm, laughing.  For a moment I forgot what it was like to have cystic fibrosis and be treated in the isolation wards.  Days turning into weeks where I was alone.  Nurses had to wear gowns and gloves and masks and face shields, just to enter my room.  They expected me to be sitting on my bed, watching tv, waiting for the medications to kick in or for my body to give up.  

What they did not expect was a 7 year old kid to be jumping around as if the hospital room was a playground.  Memories were made in those walls. Playtime was a must. The bond between mother and daughter was strengthened and solidified.  

Mom would drive 1.5 hours each way, every afternoon, after working a night shift to be there for me and chat with me while the antibiotics ran their course. This wasn’t a one time incident.  No… I was hospitalized months out of every year.  

And we had the choice, create a new definition of life or succumb to the fear that life was never going to be normal for me.  

Take time today to remember the importance for playtime.
Take time today to remember to playtime.

My friends, be honest.  If you have children, how many times this week did they want playtime?  How many times a week did your dog come up to you with their chew toy in their mouth, ready for fetch?  

And how many times did you pause and decide to make a memory… 

Life is meant to be lived.  Not to just merely exist. You weren’t born to pay bills and die.  



A dear friend of mine has a 3 year old.  And it is the most stressful time of his life to raise his son and maintain his career right now.  Yet…when his son is a teenager and they look back at this time in history – I am guessing those memories will be of a boy who’s dad played with him during the day, read him story after story at night, and was always around for endless games of jumping on the bed.  

I get it.  Times are challenging.  

The Choice is Yours

We all ultimately have a choice… are we living or existing?  What memories will we preserve?  Playtime is important.

What you make time for, ultimately determines what your values are. (Related: finding your definition for balance).

To this day, I keep in touch with my nurses – and many remember the game of hopscotch and how they were forced to jump through painters tape squares to get to the computer to scan in my meds.  I don’t remember the pain, I remember the play.  

I get it.  Times are challenging.  But we all ultimately have a choice… are we living or existing?  What memories will we preserve?  

Create habits that serve your goals in life. Incorporate playtime into those habits. (Related: Habits for success, the spoonie edition).

To this day, I keep in touch with my nurses – and many remember the game of hopscotch and how they were forced to jump through painters tape squares to get to the computer to scan in my meds.  I don’t remember the pain, I remember the play.  

You are loved, 

You are appreciated. 

I am grateful for you. 

Xoxo,
Klyn of Sickly Confidential

Giving Back

P.s.  For the parents who need a laugh – listen to this rendition of Old Town Road
P.s.s. or is it p.p.s?! – anyways, if you know someone who would feel inspired by these messages, share it below

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