Splash of Life

I’m back from my self-imposed exile.  I did Twitter from my cell phone a couple times and I posted a review of The Dark Knight on Backseat Writer (read it here).  All in all, I think I did pretty well disconnecting from “work,” relaxing, and chilling out with my Creator.  I feel refreshed and renewed, at least right now.

I spent part of Saturday at the pool with a couple of friends.  I decided that before summer’s end, I was going to cannonball into the pool.  On Saturday, I jumped in the pool FIVE TIMES.  At first, I was a little intimidated about how big of a splash I might make.  I wondering if people would look at me and wonder if I was too fat or too old to jump into the pool.

I decided that the bigger the splash the better (and I could even get a few sunbathers wet as an added bonus).  Since half of the people around the pool were passed out from the stench of their cheap suntan lotion, I doubt anyone would care enough to look at me.  And even if they did, so what?  No one is ever to old to jump into the pool.  No one.

So I jumped.

It was exhilarating and magical!  In fact, taking that plunge reminded me of everything that was great about being a kid in the summer—taking that first jump into the pool.  No more entering the pool via the steps on the pee (shallow) end of the pool.  I’m going in like a real woman—I’m jumping in on the deep end.

The only way to make an entrance into a sparking pool on a hot day is with a splashing.

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