A couple of weeks ago, Ellie and I met Tammy for Indian food. Ellie oddly enjoys Indian bread and I'm addicted as always. When it was time to go, it was raining HARD. We waited for a bit before running to our cars, but Ellie saw fun. And she was dancing in the rain. Stomping in the puddle. Laughing And having the time of her life. Life doesn't feel like that at almost 40. But it's fun to watch.
Saturday, September 26, 2015
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Dancing in the rain felt so good when we were little.
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