tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255081956387351114.post1380063409514594740..comments2024-03-10T20:03:02.490-07:00Comments on Living In the Moment: Childhood Essay for Poetry Friday ...Living in the Momenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00349140006565050913noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255081956387351114.post-37435386689178736302011-10-28T18:33:30.835-07:002011-10-28T18:33:30.835-07:00Yes, I have many childhood memories bike riding - ...Yes, I have many childhood memories bike riding - Just as you have, Elizabeth - Loved my 10 Speed - It took me everywhere I wanted to go - I am so glad you reclaimed the feeling of being "free" later on in life - So happy for you regaining this for yourself - So glad we connected!Living in the Momenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00349140006565050913noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255081956387351114.post-60106092467794913952011-10-28T18:03:45.783-07:002011-10-28T18:03:45.783-07:00As a kid we were always outside on our bikes. Back...As a kid we were always outside on our bikes. Back then that's what you did if you wanted to get anywhere. Our families had one car. If mom needed the car she would take dad to work. <br /><br />Later in life I got back on a bicycle and became instantly addicted because biking made me feel powerful during a time when I was feeling vulnerable and like I had no control over my life. Remembering, it was in my late 30s-early40s, the children were grown and on their own, my husband had a job where he was out of town every week, my desire to make art evaporated- so, I got on my bike and started a new life.Journal For * Tomorrow *https://www.blogger.com/profile/15989604856055878369noreply@blogger.com