giggling at gum

Standing in line to get a lovely cup of chai latte, oh my treat, I see a girl giggling and jumping up and down. Simply because she was going to get a piece of gum. Oh, the thrill with her arms reached to the sky in anticipation.
Raw. Pure. No holding back.

I giggled too. And when I got my chai, I smiled wide in eagerness and sipped it as the delicacy it is to me. I just can't get the milk steamed quite like this. I gave thanks for a few things, like the ability to delight in something frivolous like chai latte on occasion, as well as my son and friends and the cool air and my favorite jeans with the holes ripped in the knees and my dog that is calming down and....

People remark to me sometimes that I'm like a little girl. I believe it is meant as a compliment...but I take it that way none the less. I hope that with each passing day I become simultaneously younger and older, with perfect harmony between the two. Caring less and less what others think, laughing more at myself, being more present in the moment. Giggling at gum. Chai cheers to that....