Diny Davis (she/her/hers), Low Entropy Volunteer Writer
“If you do not mess your mind, you will naturally be joyful.” – Sadhguru
Do you remember the last time you felt pure, genuine happiness? The kind that makes your whole body move with excitement? As adults, we often forget what that feels like. But when I close my eyes and think back to my childhood, I can still feel those magical moments running over me like a tickle.
Childhood joy is something special—it’s different from grown-up happiness. When you’re a kid, joy doesn’t come with conditions or worries about tomorrow. It’s immediate, intense and wonderful. These weren’t just good feelings; they were life-changing moments that helped shape who I became.
Looking back now, I realize those joyful moments weren’t just fun times—they were the building blocks of my personality. They taught me how to find wonder in simple things, how to love without holding back and how to believe in magic even when the world seemed ordinary.
The Simple Pleasures that Made My World Sparkle
Some of my happiest childhood memories came from the most ordinary things. I remember the incredible joy I felt on Sunday mornings when I could wake up naturally, without my mom waking me up in the morning. I used to feel so happy that my sleep was never time-bound on Sundays. The house would be loud with the TV in the background, where we watch our favorite shows and it would be filled with the aroma of my mom’s delicious cooking coming through the kitchen.
Sunday morning cartoons were pure magic. I’d curl up on our bed and get lost in animated worlds where anything could happen. The characters became my friends and their adventures felt as real as my own life.
Another simple pleasure that brought me enormous happiness was having meals with my parents and siblings. Spending time with them were the best moments of my childhood.
The excitement of going to nearby shops with my mom and sister was pure bliss. Me and my sister were non-stop chatterboxes with neverending school stories, and my mom had no other option but to listen to us. Same stories, multiple times. My mom has always been a great listener.
The Thrill of Discovery and Learning New Things
Learning new things as a child brought waves of excitement that I can still remember today. The first time I successfully rode my cycle, I felt like I’d conquered Mount Everest! I remember the moment when my dad let go of my cycle and I realized I was riding it all by myself. The wind in my hair, the feeling of balance and the knowledge that I was doing something I couldn’t do before created a rush of happiness that felt like flying.
Science experiments, even simple ones, filled me with awe and curiosity. Mixing baking soda and vinegar to create a fizzy volcano made me feel like a real scientist. Watching seeds sprout into plants seemed like actual magic happening right before my eyes. Every new discovery made me ask more questions and want to learn even more about how the world worked.
The Warmth of Family Traditions and Special Moments
Family traditions created some of my most treasured, joyful memories. Holiday mornings were especially magical—the anticipation, the special foods and the feeling that this day was different from all others. Christmas morning, which is my favorite day of the year, brought pure electric excitement. The twinkling lights and the smell of Christmas cake baking created a symphony of joy.
Summer vacations filled me with happiness that lasted for months. Whether we went to the beach or visited grandparents, cousins or just explored a new city, these special times felt like stepping into a different world. Building sandcastles, collecting seashells and running into ocean waves brought me such pure joy.
Family dinners with my extended family and game nights created laughter and joy that echoed through our grandparents’ house. Whether we played board games or card games, these evenings brought us together in ways that felt special and important. Winning was exciting, but even losing was fun because we were all together. The silly jokes, the playful competition and the feeling of being part of something bigger than myself created lasting happiness. This is something I miss badly in my life now. If I could use a magic wand and recreate those moments, it would be just magical.
Keeping that Childhood Joy Alive in Our Hearts
Looking back on these memories, I realize that childhood joy taught me some of life’s most important lessons. It showed me that happiness doesn’t have to be complicated or expensive—it can come from good food, travel, watching favorite shows or playing board games. Those experiences taught me to notice and appreciate the small wonders that surround us every single day.
Most importantly, those joyful moments taught me that it’s okay to be excited about life. In a world that often tells us to be serious and practical, remembering childhood joy reminds us that wonder and enthusiasm are precious gifts we should never completely give up.
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Diny Davis is an aspiring author who is passionate about fitness and a strong believer in the close connection between physical and mental health. She is a journalism, psychology and literature graduate, a loving wife and a caring mother who maintains a balance in her work and personal lives while giving emphasis to self-care.