I’ll say joyful
Took the train to see the boy last week.
I was on a completely empty train car when some dude got on and decided to sit directly behind me.
Thought it was odd but didn’t say anything. After just a bit, I heard a deep voice say, “Hey, man. Hey, man – yo, back here.”
I turned around to see this huge fella wearing a baseball cap and a Black Lives Matters mask.
Him: Hey, man. I just wanted to tell you that I’m sitting behind you because this is the only seat with a plug near it and I gotta charge my phone.
Me: Oh! Hey, thanks for telling me. I was wondering…
Him: Yeah, for sure. I’d do the same thing. Empty car. I get it, man.
Me: Seriously, thanks so much for saying something.
Him: No problem, man. I get it.
When I got to my stop, I wished him well.
Me: I hope you get to where you’re going safely, homie. Have a good weekend.
Him: (big smile) Hey, thanks, you too, you too.
My mother-in-law picked me up.
The boy was in school (online) so he couldn’t come with her but when we got to her home, he was there on the porch, waiting for me. He started screaming, “Papa, papa!” at the top of his lungs.
If you’re not a parent that hasn’t seen his kid in weeks, I can’t fully express how it felt to see him.
But I’ll say joyful and hope it translates, knowing that it won’t.
MIL: I wanted you to be the one to teach him how to ride a bicycle.
Me: Thanks, mom. That means a lot to me.
I remember riding my first bike.
It was a yellow girl’s bike with flowers on the plastic banana seat and a white basket. I didn’t care. It was mine and I loved it.
I took off the training wheels from the boy’s bike and he began to cry.
Me: Are you scared?
Him: (nods)
Me: It’s ok to be scared. You can only be brave if you’re scared first. But you get points in life for being brave. Be brave for me, ok?
Him: OK, papa. I’ll try.
He was. He did a great job.
Although, to be fair, even if he didn’t, he’s mine and I love him.
Podcast Version
Location: yesterday night, home again
Mood: busy
Music: Everything means nothing if I can’t have you (Spotify)
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3 replies on “First bike ride”
My brother taught me how to ride a bike… he got frustrated and just pushed me super hard and I peddled my little 10 year old heart out lol
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