The most unlikely things can make you feel young again.
Yesterday, I was at my elderly mother in law's, helping her in the final stages of downsizing and moving to be closer to family where I live in upstate New York. My son was with us.
My son works in a machine shop (dirty, smelly work) and drives an old beat up 1998 Ford Explorer.
He needed gas, and we needed to pick up a couple of pizzas for dinner. So, away we went.
Such an innocent phase, "away we went". It's a process for him to have a passenger in his car. Seat latches are tricky and he has to go through an operation to pull the seat back so a passenger can get in. There's a huge step up, too, huge at least to a 62 year old woman with an arthritic knee.
I managed the step up the first time, but not the second time. I landed on my rear end "plop" right on the floor rug. The dirty floor rug, in a vehicle smelling of machine shop.
And I started to laugh uncontrollably.
I don't know why, but that undignified landing on my rear made me feel young again. I laughed and giggled for the next few minutes.
My son can drive me crazy (he knows all my buttons and doesn't hesitate to push them) but he has a heart of gold. (Just don't tell anyone I said so.)
He says I don't laugh enough. It's true. Sometimes I feel like all the worries of the world are on my shoulders.
But, for a minute, on the floor of that Ford Explorer, I forgot them.
Incidentally, the pizza was delicious.