Remember the good old days when you had those roller skates? Not the in-line ones, the ones with the metal key that you snugged around your toes. They made you feel fast – sometimes they dug in, but oh, just letting yourself go down that hill… so much speed, so fun. They were freedom, they were exponentially fast.
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Remember your greatest fear? A pebble.
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You were going so fast and enjoying the ride, not looking anywhere but where you were going – eyes on the prize. However, because of those metal wheels one, small, insignificant pebble could send you tumbling.
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Road rash stings. It is very painful and can take a while to heal. Your hands are all torn up – even eating hurts. Your knees are raw, so getting dressed is an ordeal. Your elbows start to scab over, so bending them to brush your teeth is frustrating. You just need to breathe and wait for the healing to run its natural course.
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We’ve had our skates on a lot lately; the daring things we’ve done, the speed records we’ve set; we felt unstoppable. He had a spill down today’s hill due to one of those damn pebbles, and all I could do was watch. Nothing I can do now but breathe with him until he’s healed.
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