I took my grandkids to one of those inflatable playground establishments recently. The kids love these places. They squeal with delight as they roar down steep slides, bounce off barriers of various shapes and sizes, and launch up to a soft basketball goal to dunk a shot.
The proprietors were smart enough to provide plenty of benches for old fogeys like me on which to sit down and observe the antics. But I couldn’t help but notice one woman who was in the middle of all the action. She had gray hair and lines in her face. Couldn’t have been all that much younger than me, I thought. Yet she had a toddler in her lap, and was cruising down the slides, as giddy as the children. She looked very happy.
We can’t do much to keep our bodies from aging, but we can do our best to stay young at heart. I’m going to work on that. Next time, I just may try going down that slide with my four year old grandson. I hope they don’t kick me out if I get stuck.
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