The scars are still healing.
And so is her heart.
She's been afraid to get back on the bike.
Thankfully it's been too cold to try anyway.
But on a warm Sunday afternoon last week,
it was time.
We'd already talked about this day.
She wanted to ride on the level basketball courts across the street.
We promised her ice cream if she could face her fears.
"I ride, Mama!"
And then she was off!
From the look on her face,
you could tell she was so happy to be back on that bike again.
(though she wasn't the only one that was nervous, honestly!)
My turn to run alongside her.
Man. He's so cute.
Even if it was for ice cream.