Make a Splash

 One day when I was about ten years old I was out in the door-to-door ministry, sharing thoughts from the bible and giving literature to those that answered their door and seemed interested. My partner for the morning was my friend, a fellow ten year old - we loved hanging out and also happened to be neighbors and there was a rare closeness we very much enjoyed. She was excitable and happy, such a sweet kid. She thought I was particularly funny this day and knew danger was approaching as her bladder pressure continued increasing steadily with each door we walked up to. She ensured me she'd be fine, let's do some more doors, not too many people are answering this morning, it'll be fine, oh god, I can hold it... I give the door a "knock, knock, knock." She gives the front porch step her finest "splish splash [uncontrollable laughter]" while she unloads a gallon or so rapidly from under her modest-length skirt. The angels were with us that day as no one answered the door and we scurried away to her mom's station wagon. Our moms couldn't have been far, though, I don't remember where they were as I try and recall this incredible moment. We laughed until we cried as she balled up her undergarments and stowed them in the back of the wagon, horrified, relieved and just so happy. Life is amazing.