Playgrounds

My son loves playgrounds. He loves slides. He loves swings. He loves small forts. He loves see saws. He loves it all.

I try to remember the last time I was a kid and I enjoyed playing. I remember on my 12th birthday throwing the ball with my dad and then going into the bathroom and crying, sad because I knew I was going to die one day.

What is the point of playing, when you know you're going to die? I ask kids on the playground.

Huh? they say. Huh?

Mmm, no one seems to have a good answer for me. Disappointing, very disappointing.