The other day I ran through the sprinklers at the playground fully clothed wearing my favorite dress. Ari asked me to do it. He said:

“Mommy, will you run in the sprinkler with me?”
I thought about it for a second. I’m annoyed with myself that I even questioned the idea of running through the sprinkler, as that is a fun thing to do. It shouldn’t be a question.
I want to be fun. I want to enjoy things in life. I don’t want to be thinking about stuffy responsible adult things like budgets, 401ks, and college funds. College funds are important though, but so is fun.
There has to be a balance. I love the joy in Ari’s eyes when he is immersed in something that he loves. I strive every day to achieve that joy within myself. There are few things that give me that internal ecstasy, writing is one of them.
When I write, I feel free, I feel like I’m flying, like I can say anything. I feel unfiltered, like my voice can be heard.
I feel the same way about singing. When I sing, I don’t think, I just sing. I do it!
I want to run through the sprinkler of life! I don’t want to become a stuffy grownup who thinks about shit all the time. I just want to be and to live!
What makes you feel alive?