The Beauty of Age...

[Soft*Silver]

I remember as a child, begging my father not to remove the training wheels off my first two wheel bike. NOOOOOOOOOOOO I cried, holding onto him. He said "you can do this" NOOOOOOOOOO I begged. He said "Just let go and forget what you think you need..."

and then HE let go...and it was do or fall...and I DID instead of falling. Taught me a lesson. When I hold on with franticness, I get nowhere. Not further ahead, physically as well as emotionally.

Change comes, whether we want to or not. Its just another two speed bike. If you want to keep the training wheels on forever the bigger kids are eventually gonna laugh and point. Learn to ride the big bike and enjoy the wind in your face.....

Originally Posted by Gemme

I remember always wanting to touch my grandmother's face, with its dewy soft folds and laugh lines. She earned them, she would inform me. I'm sure when I am at that point...at that age...I will see things with a clearer eye and the stuff that I am frantically attempting to hold onto won't seem so important anymore. And maybe I'll have some interesting stories for some other precocious little girl one day.