I find no condemnation for the healthy things which I allow and do. I like to have fun. It's good for my mental health, and taking time to have fun, enjoy myself, etc, is a part of why I can help others, which IS my calling, and now that I'm over the Fam, is fun too.
Fran and I realized not too long after leaving the Fam that we were NOT on the scrap heap. He just kept on providing, if not moreso, now that we were out on our own. We got into visiting the national parks and refuges as part of our kid's homeshcooling while out on the road. That was fun! When we 'settled down' a few years later, we got into hunting and fishing. In fact, we did alot of that as we thrashed out our 'coming out.' Somehow or other we ended up with a dog, too, and he was a tremendous source of fun and pleasure. As I grieved my coming out, I went back to some of my roots and bought a bunch of chickens and ducks and turkeys and pigeons to raise. I found it therapeutic, as well as fun. It was fun to garage sale as we fixed up our new home once we settled down. Reading, and lots of it, was fun. Playing hockey on a rink that we'd build each year was fun. It's fun to travel, play golf, go canoeing, ski, paint paintings, watch birds, garden, shop - you name it.
Come to think of it, I had a lot of fun even though my 10 years of coming to terms with coming out of the Family were dark, depressing days for me. But those days are over. I don't feel an urge to hunt and fish as much anymore and there's no more room to put garage sale things - hee hee. I guess I've been filled, to overflowing. No, I'm at a time and a place in my life where giving and living are what's meaningful and fun again.
Whatever, in or out, going through it of having gotten over going through it, it's still fun to have fun, imo.