Let Them Bones Play

Your bones. Have you thought about them today? Maybe you should. They may be all that's left of you when it's your time to go. I visited my Aunt Naomi today, and that's all that is left of her:  bones covered by nearly translucent skin. Cancer has taken the rest of her. So while you still can, let your bones play. Let them run shoeless through wet grass. Lift up your arms and twirl until you get dizzy and fall down laughing. Take your bones out to salsa or Electric Slide or do the Hustle. Wrap your bones around someone you love and share a big hug. Let your bones feel weightless floating in a pool or get them pounding bicycle pedals. Bones love to jump on trampolines or take a walk with a friend. Your bones may be craving the thrill of a roller coaster, the tickle of the ocean, or the chill of snow swooshing beneath them. Whatever is their fancy, LET THEM BONES PLAY. Then when it's your time to go, they'll be spent and satisfied and ready for a forever rest.
   Life be crrr-azy, Folks. Sometimes funny crazy, sometimes not. I'll get back to funny someday. Just not today.