Fun Friday

Ok so for those of us that work an typical week Friday is usually our best day. My job is very stressful and sometimes Fridays are the worst. We work on deadlines and usually those come on this day. Anyway, today was not to bad. I was able to stay ahead of the game and there was no major bomb that hit. So I was driving home in the rain trying to decide what to write, when I came across some kids out on a rope swing in the rain. They looked as if they could have cared less that it was pouring rain. This made me think about two of the times I also played out in the rain.

One was when I was really young, around first grade I think, and I was at my babysitters house. Both my parents worked so I would stay at this ladies house when they were at work (for the life of me I can't remember her name). Anyway when it rained she had this big box of old clothes that she would let us dress up in. I was small for my age so most of the items were way to big for me. Anyway we would strip down to our underwear and put on these clothes then run around outside in the rain. For me this is a "joy" memory.

The other time I remember was when I lived in Atlanta. I was living with my best friend and we both were a little crazy. Our apartment was right off Piedmont Park and we went there often. On this day it was pouring down outside and we just took off running as fast as we could and played out there. Another "joy" memory.

Now that I am older (46) I feel that I can no longer do those type things. When it rains rather than run and play and enjoy I pop up my umbrella or pull up a hood or if forced to walk in the rain I put my head down and scowl and walk fast. So what is it about being older that we lose site of the "joy" things in life?