Just some thoughts:
It was a Saturday morning and I was in my drive-way vacuuming out our cars.
I hate driving/riding in cars that are dirty so each week I vacuum all of our cars, my wife’s, my convertible and my old Corvette and Thunderbird. That’s when I heard her scream. Fortunately it was not a scream of “help” but a child’s scream of excitement. If you have raised kids you know the difference.
I looked up and down the street came a little girl trying to master the art of riding a bicycle. There she was pink bicycle, helmet on and next to her holding on to the back of the child’s bicycle seat was a man, I would learn it was her father. From side to side she went, she was wobbling worst than Otis trying to make his way to the Mayberry jail.
She was unsteady to say the least. I stopped what I was doing, leaned against my car and just watched. Neither of them were aware I was watching. I heard the man call the child by name and then I heard him say those most supporting words, “Come on honey you can do this, you can do it.”
They had made their way from up the street to the corner then turned around and walked back to the drive-way of their house. Again they started the routine. She again was on the bike, dad by her side offering those encouraging words. Then all of a sudden she took off, no dad at holding her steady. She had straightened her path and was now on her own, she was riding a bicycle by herself for the first time. She truly was solo. Again she screamed and I heard her yell out, “I got it Daddy, I got it, I got it.”I
As I stood and watched two thoughts came to me for this child. One, that she always has at her side the support of her parents, someone telling her “you can do it.” Two, she always carries that spirit of trying to do something she has never done and those word, “I got it, I got it,” can always be a part of who she is.
Don’t we wish that for all our children.
April 6, 2019
Posted April 27, 2019