Tuesday, June 23, 2009
My son, like most boys, has always loved his bike. So today, this post is about him. It may not be interesting or inspiring to you, but, this is a journal of sorts that I would eventually like to print for myself, and it's important to me. So bear with me for today.
Today he had to sell his most prized possession:
He saved his wages for a year to buy this bike, finally, in the spring he was able to. He was so proud of it, the first time he had been able to get a brand new bike, as these types of bikes are extrememly expensive. It's specially made for jumping. He was able to take it to "The Bike Ranch", a popular place for teenagers to hang out & practice their jumps in Kamloops, one time, then the following weekend he had a terrible accident which resulted in no more of that type of biking for him. He finally accepted that he should probably sell his bike.
I feel so bad for him, it hurts my soul. My son, I love you.