#SOL16: You Both Kicked Off Your Shoes

Rob and me -- picture made by Devon

One weekend morning, Rob was driving and I was seated in the front seat next to him and all around us there was abundant sunshine and heat and hope. The windows were down, the roof window cracked open and though I cannot recall where we might have been headed--if in fact there was a destination--I do recall we were singing out loud and laughing especially when we realized that now and then we did not know the actual words we needed to sing.

And perhaps this is what it means to be in love.  To sing with little thought as to the quality of voice--to sing for the shear joy of it, assured in the rightness of the world.

That morning it was Don McLean's "American Pie" we were belting out, taking turns with the verses and joining together to sing the chorus. And when I sang,

Well, I know that you're in love with him 

`cause I saw you dancin' in the gym.

You both kicked off your shoes.

Man, I dig those rhythm and blues. 

We each kicked off our shoes and sang louder.

We were young. We were foolish, barefoot and so very certain in that moment that nothing bad could befall us. Nothing, certainly.
Not then.
We were invincible.