Pedaling
swiftly he huffs and puffs and he concentrates hard, making each pedal turn
round and round. And he does it. He is riding free. The training wheels are
gone. And he is 4 years old.
Diligently
straining each muscle she inches bike pedals forward, forward. Balancing and
tipping, it’s all in how she holds her 6 year old frame. A gentle nudge and
she’s off. She can do it too!
I remember well the day I learned to ride my
own bike, training wheel free. A bike too large for my small size, but a bike
just the same. I teetered and tottered, fell to the ground. But I was resolute
and I kept in trying, and trying and trying yet some more until I got it.
One thing is
interesting to note that once we began riding a bike without the training
wheels on, we never went back to them. The old was gone, the new had come to
stay. We never looked back and wished that we had our training wheels back on
again. We liked the new way. We didn’t look back. Isn’t this a striking
correlation for how life is? Embracing the new, moving on from the past, it’s
part of who we are and who we were, it’s helped shape us into who we have
become.
Life is an
ever moving journey. Scrapes and bumps along the way, some parts we’d just as
soon forget, other parts we’d like to hold on too and cradle for just a moment
longer. We wish for the good times to linger on…
As I watched
my children and their overflowing joy of accomplishment, I captured the
moment, both in my heart and on my camera and one day, should time last, they
will look back on these memories and remember the day they
learned to ride their bikes… 
Woo hoo! I remember my first ride training-wheel-free. I flew down the driveway and off I went! I look forward to my Karlina learning how to ride her bike, but for now I'm enjoying watching her learn to crawl. Bikes will come soon enough.
ReplyDeleteHow exciting! And a beautiful post! Love those kiddos!!
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