The karaganas are blooming in the park. I wish that I had a camera but I do not so I just enjoy their beauty and fragrance and store the moment in my memory. I will capture their digital essence another time. Sometimes you have to give up one thing to have another. Such is life.
The other evening, I went riding with my little biking class. Can I say that I did awesome….for a total distance of 20 k’s? Well, I did have one little wobble which ended up being a big, big wobble – and I came tumbling down the hill..like Jill but without Jack. But I got up and dusted myself off and got back on my ‘horse’. Jack had to help me get up and untangle the chains.
I am a little bruised and stiff but none the worse for wear. And the first wobble is the worst. Now that I have experienced the worst wobble, I can get on and push off with confidence. It’s what I tell myself anyways, even though in my heart, I will always feel the beginning of fear at the beginning of that first little wobble before I pedal off into the sunset.
It is good that I feel that little trepidation. It means I am alive and human. I can feel that excitement of uncertainty. What is life if there are no wobbles, no uncertainty? Where would the challenge be? So I am happy to say that my life is full of wobbles and challenges. But everything is copasetic. And perhaps one day I can sit astride my bike with ease and confidence. THAT would be very copasetic indeed!
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Glad you liked “brief recess,” Lily. Thanks and the very best to you.
Thanks back, John!