Monday, 29 December 2008

Desire

We drove to another little bay and at the end of the path around the beach there was a short hill curving up to a coastal walk. A small boy wearing a large crash helmet had pushed his shiny new bike to the top of this hill and was waiting for the all clear from his Mum who was waiting at the bottom curve of the path to block his journey down off the path, over the rocks and into the sea with her own body. He got on his bike and with a determined look on his face set off at breakneck speed down what must have seemed like a mountain to him. Woosh, around the curve and onto the grass and he did it! The look of triumph on his face was priceless. "Did you see did you see?!" As we walked past his poor mum who was just peeling her gloved hands away from her face and breathing a sigh of relief I just had to tell her how great it was that she let him try this.

George will never get to be allowed to do dangerous things.

I want to be the cool Mum that bites back her fear and lets her child peddle at breakneck speed down a little hill because it's wild and crazy and will give him or her a sense of adventure and achievement.

I want this so much I can taste it.


Today I'm nursing my sick poppet.

4 comments:

  1. Ooh I can taste it too. I can taste it for all of us.

    Thinking of you xo

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  2. I so hope you get to do all the things that you desire and have been denied.
    I hope your poppet feels better soon.

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  3. Poppet - feel better.

    And Barbara - you will. However, I have to tell you the desire to hold them tight, keep them indoors and scream NOOOOOO as they bullet down the ski slope WITHOUT poles becuase they are too young is just as real!

    You will have your day and you will navigate it perfectly!

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  4. I really hope you get to do all those things and more. Thinking of you & George.

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