Swing

When I was a little girl one of my favorite spots was on my backyard swing. I would swing for hours daydreaming about things that little girls daydream about...growing up, living in my own apartment in a big city, how I would furnish that apartment, what I would do for fun. I'd think about who I'd marry (either David Cassidy or whatever pre-teen hearthrob was "hot" at the time!)how many kids I'd have, etc, etc.
Sometimes I'd make up songs...singing them at the top of my lungs in time with the swaying of the swing. (I liked rock songs since I'd have to swing harder.)
I still like the swing. As an adult I will sit on my back porch swing and get lost in my thoughts. I think God speaks to me the loudest when I am quiet and on my swing. Or maybe I just listen better. Nevertheless, I always feel a little calmer, more at peace, and that everything is alright with the world...on my swing.