I think there is something about summertime that has the potential to bring out the kid in all of us. Whether its the warmer weather or the vacation time or more extensive "playtime", summer can be very magical.
As we get older and inherit more responsibilities, it's easy to forget what brings joy in our lives. It seems to me that the answer can be hidden in the desires of our heart, in the young places of our heart.
My mom was just telling me the other day about a study wherein doctors gave older patients relics from their childhood. They gave the patients similar clothes to what they had when they were young, had them watch favorite TV shows from their youth and play games from their childhood. The result? It took years off the hearts of the patients and much joy flooded forth.
Summertime can be a great time to remember our favorite things and reclaim the beauty within our hearts.