Be A Kid Again

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This husband and I…

Were watching a storm from the window…mid afternoon…sky dark as dark…wind whipping…rain pelting…the phone rings…that neighbor of ours has a favor…would it be possible…to run to her back yard…and rescue two potted plants…from sure high wind disaster…

No problemo…says this old gal…throwing on shoes and heading out…just in time to hear…that fatherly voice…from behind…do you have any boots…well yes…bought a pair in Ireland a few years back…how about a rain coat…well…yeeessss…have one from Casual Corner from the 80s…still fits…kind of…

These were retrieved…no haphazard drenching run in the rain gonna happen on his watch…this was to be a responsible errand…a mature bundle up stay dry in the storm…errand…Ireland boots on…vintage raincoat stretched at the seams…this old gal…embarks…and enters…nothing less than a wonderland…rain…coming down in sheets…water rushing…rivulets dripping…puddles…puddling…

And 61 year old me…was suddenly…6 again…those boots…having a mind of their own…stepping and stomping…splishing and splashing…seeking out puddles…instead of avoiding…that old coat…drenched…heavy with water…but this old gal…felt light…with the thrill…of feeling young again…being silly…breaking rules…having fun…

And so it is…with growing up…we get bogged down…with this and that…the right way vs the wrong way…the Instagram way…vs…the non filtered way…that we forget…that it’s ok…to get a little wet…stand in the rain…splash those boots…in the puddles…to just let go…have fun…and be…a kid again…
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And this husband of mine…agrees…