Went to Oaks Park yesterday with my adopted grand girls, Kayla and Kylie. They went on the hair- raising rides like the Octopus, Spider and Eruption (just Kayla on the Eruption, a ride which could not be dared by their father, Todd, Joe my husband, and little Kylie, or I), where she stood up in a compartment with a safety belt around her waist and the ride went up on its side while spinning. I screamed while I rode the roller coaster and boat ride, part of anger management
and part the thrill of the unknown. Laughing screaming, two emotions in one. But the real issue was having fun and realizing that, I at 66, had all that control and could act out at an amusement park. Guess, I am still young at heart. The sun’s energy was high while we walked down the crowded Midway. Kayla, Kyle, and their father took in a short session of roller skating at Oaks Park roller rink where I used to skate in Regional meets in the 60’s. I was tempted to run home, grab my roller skates, and come back to the rink to perform an arabesque.