a bicycle retreat moment
After my dad passed, my mama asked if she could get a bicycle. We purchased an adult tricycle with a basket…she toured the neighborhood at 85 years young taking gifts to her neighbors. She said to me, “Oh, I just love the wind blowing in my white hair. And when I come around that corner, you know, I just coast right into my driveway!”
My husband and I now both have bikes. The treks went with us to the beach just last week. I experienced the wind in my hair and the coasting into the driveway of our beach condo. I remembered my mama…
Such a retreatful moment out of time. Come…retreat with me!
Where’s your bicycle?
Create your retreat moment right this very minute!