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I *LOVE* this topic! After my first marriage fell apart, I was literally struck by lightening with this idea one day. I took my kids to the playground (as they were youngish) and rather than sitting there on a bench, I sat on a swing. Then I started to swing. The next thing I knew, I was 5yo and having that crazy great time you have when you were 5yo and trying to swing as high and fast as you could!
After we were done, I thought I was the most awful person for "having fun" (deep, inside myself, to the core "FUN") while my spouse was being unfaithful and destroying our family. I was "supposed to be" depressed and heart-broken...not "having fun." I thought about it a little more, and I was hit on the head like a fry-pan: ALL THOSE THINGS that I've always wanted to do and never could (because it made exH mad)...I could do! I could wantonly leave my shoes in the living room! I could shamelessly put my feet up on the coffee table! I could drink grape juice, and if I spilled it and stained my shirt, I would not scream at myself!!!!! I could have crazy, red curtains if I wanted to. I could roll down a hill and who cares if I'm a grown up? I could eat spaghetti with my fingers!!!!
After that, I realized that was somewhat my Inner Child coming out, and somewhat the strong, tween girl who knew who she was and loved herself.
Now I'm older and remarried to Dear Hubby (a WHOLE different marriage...wow) and rather than give up that girl, I incorporate her into everyday life and on the occasion, just give into her. If you don't--if you bury her--in the end it creates resentment. I have to admit I don't really roll down hills as much anymore (mainly because it would hurt me), but I DO drink grape juice, I do have red and white gingham in my kitchen, and I do on the occasion just say "Wow-wee!" and "have fun."