Sometimes you see things that just make you laugh and then they make you think. I had one such experience on the way to the mountain bike trail this past weekend. There was a little boy walking with his mom wearing red cowboy boots, shorts and a yellow rain coat with the hood up...it wasn't raining! That's the awesome thing about kids...they are honest 100% of the time and simply do things for the sake/fun of doing it. This was his favorite outfit and he was wearing it no matter what anyone thought about it or him.
The whole thing made me laugh but it also brought back some horrid memories of my own life that thousands of dollars and years of therapy seem unable to remove from my consciousness. Seems I, too, was prone to the whole cowboy boot thing as a child (I actually had a cup shaped like a cowboy boot) and a picture surfaces every so often of me in said boots (The horror...the horror). I'm sure at the time I totally didn't care but now it's a special form of torture to relive those moments which, for some unknown reason, cause me great embarrassment.
After I stopped laughing, I started to think about how sad it is that we lose individuality as we age and spend the rest of our lives trying to “fit in” to someone else’s opinion of what’s acceptable. Years from now, that little boy will probably wear a suit and tie to work and cringe every time his mother mentions the red cowboy boots (especially to any girl he brings home to meet the parents) but on that beautiful Saturday afternoon, he had a smile on his face and a happiness that most adults can barely remember and will probably never experience again.
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