Do You Cartwheel.....?

Remember how easy it was when you were young to play out on the lawn and do one cartwheel after another. They never had to be perfect just fun! I miss those days! Now if I were to try a cartwheel I would not only break my neck but leave a rather large dent in the ground, maybe even get permanently implanted! I know it would take more than a couple strong arms to pull be up, possibly an entire small country. On a warm day like today I do a lot of reflecting and tying the smells with the visual. A newly mowed lawn is what made me think about the cartwheels. I loved that smell and when I was young my friends and I would spend hours tumbling and showing off our (what we thought) skills on the newly mowed lawn! Being young came that adventurous streak that made all of us think we were invincible and the "queens of the world!" Though I never had any formal training in the cartwheel department mine were often thought of as flawless. This opinion came from a group of eight year olds and we all know they pretty much know everything about cartwheels and tumbling in general. I mean, after all, how many beds did you jump on before you were twelve....see we all have a hidden talent that we forgot to embrace! Not only did an adrenalin rush come with flipping through the air but also that feeling of complete and utter "freedom"....freedom from responsibility...that's what adults were for. So now, I have the world of responsibility and not cartwheels and with that comes....Hmmmm...less bruises?