Last night after a big dinner of BBQed pizza Colin and I took a walk around the neighbourhood to help digest the massive meal. We walked across the way to the school, to the playground.
I went to the swing.
I pushed myself back and let myself go. The freeing and weighless feeling of swinging is simply devine. Wind in my hair.
I felt light and happy. Without cares or stresses. Like I was 6 again.
The beautiful feeling of simply letting go.