At 7:45 AM, I push my daughter (the one who has the bad day mantra) on her tree swing. There’s a green chair next to me because the girls like to take a flying leap off of it, throw their legs around the swing, and see how high they can get.
I can’t keep her off that swing. Yesterday, I tried to bribe her (literally) with cake and television. It was a steaming hot afternoon, and I feared she was dehydrating.
Nothing works. She races in for dinner and then races out to swing. At 7:45 PM, she will reluctantly enter the house for her bath and bedtime routine. This girl was made to swing. I’ve tried to talk to her about this obsession.
The joy this simple tree swing brings astounds me. My daughter has begged for two years for one of those $2,000 swing sets. She would look longingly into the backyard and imagine all the swinging she would do. If only she had that deluxe edition! We could never afford it–at least not now. What if we saved and saved and worked and worked? One day, that fabulous swing set could be in our backyard!
On Saturday, as I sat under this very tree, I looked up into its branches and remembered the old wooded saucer swing my dad made for me when I was a child. Why couldn’t I just get my daughter a tree swing? Did she even need all the other bells and whistles?
She didn’t need deluxe anything. She just needed to swing. So that afternoon, I ordered this one. Under $20, it came in 2 days, was in the tree in 10 minutes, and my daughter thinks she’s in swinging heaven.
She just needed to swing.
I thought about what it means to distill desire down. Distill (a great verb!) means to purify, to remove impurities, and increase the concentration of something. I could have looked my daughter in the eye years ago and said, “What is it you really want?”
She just needed to swing. I didn’t need to refinance the house to bring her happiness.
What am I missing out on if I wait for that deluxe thing, when really, there’s a great big tree right next to me and a swing that will bring more joy than I can even imagine? Living with flair means I purify my desires until I find out what I really want. Forsaking the bells and whistles for that pure and simple thing might just be what makes me the happiest.