I've been out with friends for a girls' lunch at celebrate my 44th birthday next week. A perfect relaxed Sunday gathering of some of the women in my life.
I come home and Dad heads out to work. I suggest a walk and you appear with your cricket bat and one of the soccer balls we stuffed in the suitcase and carried home from Naples.
We head to the nearby footie field and have some fun. The rain and rolling thunder send us home with wet feet and damp shoulders. You are smiling and relaxed. It's the simple things that bring the joy.
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