Some people might not agree with the title of this post. They might feel that coloring is for little kids, for art class, maybe for when someone is babysitting. And that’s fine. Some people don’t want to color for forever. I do think it’s something worth considering though, because coloring is pretty awesome.
I was most definitely someone who colored when I was little. I had lots of coloring books and an entire Rubbermaid of crayons. (In my defense it was a shoebox sized Rubbermaid.) I loved to color. I spent a lot of time coloring. It’s something I’ve always found very enjoyable.
And as I got older I continued to color. Eventually we got rid of the Rubbermaid of crayons and I worked my way up in terms of the size of my Crayola boxes. I got new coloring books and found a lot of coloring pages on the internet. It’s been pretty fabulous.
It’s not just that I love coloring, even though I really do. For me there’s something very therapeutic about coloring. It’s just me and the picture and the crayons. (Or sometimes colored pencils). All I have to worry about is choosing the right color and staying inside the lines. (You don’t have to worry about staying in the lines, but I tend to.) I don’t have to think about the million things going on in my life. I don’t have to worry or be stressed. I just have to live in the moment and remember that sometimes life really is simple.
You’re never too old to color. You’re also never too old to start coloring again.
BrittanyM
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