This bike ride reminded me that some things cannot be purchased with all the money in the world. Kids of all ages want your time and your personal attention as a parent, not the things you can buy them. Some want bike rides and others want to be read stories, given horsey rides, or pushed on a swing. As teenagers and then adults your wish list of things to do with your parents will change somewhat, but the need to connect with them doesn't. I think of people I love who have passed on and I would give anything for another moment to bake something together, to chat across the dinner table, to hear their voice on the phone, to see the smile in their eyes, to ask for advice, to hug them, touch them, and just be with them. Just another moment.
Many years from now when the bikes are rusted or more likely sold on e-bay and a new hobby or interest has filled it's place, it's the men on the bikes that we will think fondly of and reminisce about the moments we've shared together, not the bikes themselves. I once heard a quote by Captain Jean-Luc Picard (No, I'm not a treky.) "Time is a companion that goes with us on a journey. It reminds us to cherish each moment, because it will never come again. What we leave behind is not as important as how we have lived."



3 comments:
I whole-heartedly agree. That was beautifully put. I love seeing the bond between father and son. It is definitely something special. I think it goes the same for friends who are separated by distance. I love you, my friend!
I agree with Karin that this post was beautifully put.
I always enjoy the times you and I spend together, Jenn. I will NEVER forget yoga! Hahaha!
Awwwww Karin I love you too! Mom, I will never forget yoga either. I was seriously laughing so hard that I couldn't even breathe. In my mind I kept thinking, as I could feel my whole body shaking with laughter, of that "Twas the Night Before Christmas" poem. You know the part that says, ".... and a little round belly, That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly." I felt like a bowlful of jelly from the laughing and the yoga. Good times I say. Good times. Yes, I will never forget so many great memories with friends and family. Long live yoga! Hee hee hee!
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