We went swimming last week at Gilbert Lake. I love that place. The
water is so clean and beautiful and cool. As we were leaving I saw a
group of young girls, three of four of them. They were hiding their
shoes in some tall grass mixed with tall simple white flowers. They were
worried someone by the shore might try to snag their shoes. I thought
the likelihood of the shoes getting mauled by a mower was more likely
than getting stolen, but I could relate to the girls anyway. Being
young, traveling by foot with some peers in some state park, headed for
water, fun and adventure. The possibilities were endless with the sun
shining, the lush vegetation and the sparkling water. Seeing those girls
chatting away to each other, rustling in the flowers and grass was a
beautiful sight. It made me feel happy and young too, wishing for
adventurous times. Everything about those girls seemed to sparkle. And
in my memory, those times for me seemed shiny too.
Well today I had another beautiful day. And I was on foot with a
peer and even though we're past 30, and we're traveling with children of
our own now, I felt sparkly. I saw our kids having fun and they seemed
sparkly. I had conversations with my friend and the words came out of
her mouth all sparkly.
I didn't actually realize it until later, but we were making
shiny memories, all covered in youth and the unknown and adventure and
sunshine mixed with water.
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