So This is What It's All About?

Tonight you took me back 24 years at the sprinkle park on a particularly humid Tuesday.  You took a little fall and were traumatized, but still didn't want to miss out on the fun. So I said screw dry hair and dry clothes and went for it running into the water just to get you to smile again. And you did. You smiled and threw your head back laughing as we spun around in the water.

The mature adults stared in disbelief as the water poured onto our heads like we were standing under a bucket of water. I received some blank stares from some women sitting in uptight self brought chairs. We laughed and laughed and laughed and suddenly it hit me.

This was life. This is what all the combination of moments that came before it led up to. Here on this random Tuesday at the sprinkle park...me looking a bit like a drown rat and your diapered body covered in mud from your fall through the one mud puddle in the entire park.

So this is what it's all about?