This isn’t even about wearing a diaper, this is more just a tidbit that makes me smile. Like previously said, I do not wear often or anywhere near the majority of the time in my life. A year or two ago I found myself outside preparing for an event when an incoming rain storm decided the weather men could be correct for a change, and the rain came tumbling down. Back and forth, in and out of the rain we moved to try and stay dry or move equipment. This became fruitless as I and everything I was wearing was soaked. Standing in the rain, downpour occurring all around me, I peed my pants. I snicker now even typing it, and I’m not sure why I’m even including it but in that moment I found peace in it. No one would ever know if I wasn’t typing this, as I was already soaked from head to toe, yet I experienced that warm, fuzzy feeling amidst the chaos of lighting, thunder, and rain. Perhaps there is something that can be drawn to enjoying the small things, the simple pleasures that bring a smile to our face or a warming to our hearts no matter how sill the things is. What brings each of us happy is an individual thing. I likely doubt that many people will directly find association with what I am saying, but they also have something that I cannot find joy in.