I'M HIGH AS A KITE

[raingirl]

And no, not with drugs but with life. My son, who has struggled so hard to find anything that he can succeed at and take on as his own, just learned how to ride his bike!!!! He is eleven. I am so excited for him. The look on his face when he did it for real was priceless. I true parent moment. I cried a little, but not so he could see me. He has been needing something like this for a long time. He's been learning how to swim, but the successes in swimming are less defined. Yes he can do a crawl stroke, but he can't tread water, so he can tell himself that he can't swim. But riding a bike? Either you are doing it or you aren't. He can't deny himself this victory. And there's also the need for his body to move that can be so well fulfilled with bike riding. Actually, he just learned how to run right so he can go fast (he used to do something odd with his feet and couldn't get any speed up) a couple of months ago, but that doesn't have the same thrill. He was exhilarated! And I can't stop smiling. May he carry that feeling of accomplishment with him for a very long time.

Woo hoo!!!!!!