Sunday, May 3, 2009

Riding Bikes

I don't remember learning to ride a bike. I am sure if you asked my dad he could relay the story in vivid detail. I do remember the freedom to fly.

Recently, we have been working with the boys on riding. Logan has had a bike for a couple years, but Cole has been captured by the scooter and his skateboards, until now. It's like a flip switched inside him, and all he wants to do is ride. 

Having no flat surface, he has had to learn off-road on the hill in front of the house. Places that training wheels are not made to go, so they broke off. At least the grass is soft, somewhat. Cole's obsession is to get to the point he can do tricks. He stands on the crossbar, holds up a wheelie...with the kick stand down. Getting him to understand we have to get the whole pedaling while balancing thing down first, good luck.

Falling off the bike is not a lot of fun. One moment you are zipping along, wind in your hair, the next you are sprawled akimbo, hand through spokes, foot stuck in the chain, blood coming from... Sometimes life seems like learning to ride a bike, again and again. It's almost cliche to say you have to get right back on, because sometimes, it's just not that easy.

I find myself at one of those points in life. Figuring out what the future holds. Trying to find my bike to ride. After college I did counseling and teaching for a couple years. Then management and training with Citigroup. Then I went into ministry. Those that have been reading a while know that a couple months ago, I left the church I was at, to come home to my family, when our house did not sell. So now I find myself figuring out what is our house going to sell? am I going to find a full time job in the near future? will it be one where I can feel that freedom to fly again?

I guess only God knows, at this point. Patience is tough, but I guess you have to figure out the whole pedaling and balance thing before you can do tricks.


Leah said...

Ah, yes, it's a magical, wonderful, scary and thrilling milestone...

Daniel said...

Nice post. As for you, I am not worried. God clearly has his hand on you and your family.

willow said...

I remember that feeling so well, when I could finally ride unaided. It felt like I was sailing through the sky. Thrilling.

Your boys are adorable.

Candie Bracci said...

nice Brian.
I remember,it's my grandfather who taught me how to ride a bike.Sweet memories.
Have a nice day :)

The Silver Fox said...

I recall my first drive -- down the seldom-traveled street, which was on a relatively small hill by my home. I made this brief journey alone, with no one there to tell me I should apply the brakes -- these weren't hand brakes, they were the kind where you locked the pedals backwards -- as I went along to my abrupt dumping of bike and passenger on the side of the road.

What fun! No, really.

And once again, your post starts us off by pedaling in one direction, but instead of slamming on the brakes or dumping the bike, you bring us to a different destination than the one we'd stared at before heading down the hill. Well done, as always.

Candie Bracci said...

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tony said...

Your stories always trigger my own personal memories!Actually i DO remember the moment i first balanced on a bike (although i cant remember HOW i learnt it!)

Marianna said...

Oh I remember learning how to ride a bike! I got the hang of it pretty quickly and then I turned to my dad all happy, "look dad, I'm doing it lol lol". Next thing I know I 'land on' my hometown's lighthouse (yes its true, a lighthouse :)!

You got to get back on though, just like life itself. You may lose your path but the next thing you know...there is a lighthouse lighting your way again :)

Take care Brian and family!

Baino said...

Careful now, he's only a few years away from wanting a motor bike. Mine started with a tryke and ended up with an engine, 40 feet in the air saying 'look a meeeeeee'. As for the job thing. Empathy with you Brian. I haven't interviewed for 15 years so I'm hopeful that today, it will be just like falling off a bike!

Brian Miller said...

@marianna - how do you "land on" a light house? that sounds like an amazing story in and of itself.

@baino - he already wants one. he has a couple motocross videos that are getting worn out. Pastrana all the way! Hopefully the interview will be just like riding the bike and not falling i know what you meant though.

@silver fox - great comment. appreciate the encouragement. had a few of those creative dis-embark-ings myself along the way.

Mrsupole said...

I just want you to know you are not alone. We are with you in spirit riding that bike. Many prayers are out there with you and now that they are destroying the homes instead of trying to sell them at a cheaper price, maybe you will sell your house soon. Then go where God guides you. There is always a reason that things happen the way they do. You know sometimes the answers are given right away and sometimes you have to wait for it to show up.

The boys look so cute in those pictures. And I think I would need a riding lawnmower to cut the grass in those yards. Now I see why you would not use a push lawnmower for those yards. By the time you got done with it all, it would be time to start all over again.

God bless.

Brian Miller said...

@mrsu - you always have a way of putting things into perspective. nothing is random, it's all part of the story we are living.