"How lucky we were! How fortunate to have loved so well, so completely. Not perfectly, but then we were not about perfection, we were rough edged stones smoothing our edges.” Edges worn away by water and sand, whose faces were shined, and whose beauty is most apparent when they lay under the surface of clear water. For us, it is not water and sand but the journeys that have brought us together, it is the road that hones the soul.
Tuesday, July 2, 2013
Written 1 July 2013
This evening after supper, Julia and I went on a short bike ride. It was the first time I took her out with both of us on bikes. The first time I did it alone. We rode for about a half hour and had my blood pressure been taken, I am sure it would have been high, high, high. Julia did a decent job. She is more steady than she was even a few weeks ago. She attends to the road and to what I told her. She made a few mistakes but nothing awful. She had a good time.
I on the other hand was a mess! It was an exhausting trip. I was so worried about her safety and the cars and other bike riders and crossing the street and balance.
Given time and practice, I am sure I will get better at it.
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