Dancing in the rain

The other evening we had a bad thunderstorm here. Really bad, power knocked out and hail the size of golfballs. When it was just about over, I was driving past a house in my neighborhood and there were a couple of young teen girls just kinda dancing around in the rain.

I started to smile from ear to ear. I did that once, just once. It was an April day and I was in high school. We had a drenching rain and were trying to get from the car to my best friend at the time's house. My sister, my friend Patti and I started to run and we were getting so wet. We were drenched. We asked her mother if we could just play and dance in the rain. She said yes and we litterally danced in the rain until we were soaked. I never felt so free or laughed so hard. Of couse my friend and I were the Duran Duran freaks of our high school and thought we should do what the song "Wild Boys" said. "You're telephone's been ringing while you're dancing in the rain". I will never forget that. The ironic thing is I work two blocks from her old house-I still pass it all the time. Her house looks so different now, but the first thing I think of is us dancing in the rain in front of her Mom's kitchen window.

Oh to be in my mid teens-so free from all the adult problems! I guess the problems I had then were "the end of the world" and now I look back and laugh. They were really not so big at all.
It's all relative I guess!