Thursday, June 27, 2013
The crash above us was getting closer. My wife turned toward the menacing clouds on the horizon, and then shouted in the direction of the kids.
I instinctively put my hand to my pocket to protect the mobile phone and sprinted forward. As if on cue, the first rain drop plopped on my prematurely balding scalp. The avalanche of water came quickly. We ran past the kids who were giggling and pumping their legs for maximal speed. My shirt clung to my chest, waterlogged.
The torrent engulfed us. The tension between my shoulders began to relax, and all the muscles of my body gave a collective sigh. I raised my head to the sky and opened my mouth. We were almost home.
We crashed through the door and crumpled to the ground. And laughed. And laughed, and laughed.
Husband and wife, son and daughter.
Through the tangled stress of my complicated life, the world brought me back to silly, old fashioned, often forgotten,
Posted by Jordan Grumet at 2:21 PM