Dancing in the Rain
Published in Widowism by chefswidow
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Sometimes the simplest moments can change your life. Tonight I watched my children play in the rain. They had not a care in the world except to see how many puddles they could jump in. The adults watched in awe. How simple life can be for the young. If we only took 5 minutes of our day to play in the rain and let go of all of it, I think the world could be a better place. As I watched them dance and yell and run I was brought back in time for only a moment. I was 7 yrs old again and I was jumping in the creek behind our house. My brother was catching water crickets and the raindrops started getting bigger and bigger. We ran up to our house sliding through the mud, dancing the entire way. I was alive then and my children gave me that moment all over again as I watched their tiny bodies get soaked, and listened as their laughs got larger and louder.
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Great video! Great pics! Great memories!
Looks so fun! Reminds me of childhood.
How cute, my dad used to play with us in the rain when we were little…must remember to do it again.
Visiting from Throwing Quarters.
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This may just force me to cheer up this morning. I often think “why don’t I play in the rain anymore?” I think its why I have such a tendency to wear pig noses out in public.
so sweet! It’s the perfect thing to combat the stress of moving…how nice to watch your kids be so carefree!
It was nice to watch and it happened so spontaneously. I too need to take time to be a child again. I think if we all spent a few moments a week acting like a child there would be a lot less depression in this world.