One year, I got it in my mind that I had to have a 10-speed bike. Nothing else would do. I was probably 13. My dad encouraged me to look at other bikes but I didn’t want to and finally, I was a real snothead and declared that if I couldn’t have a 10-speed, I didn’t want anything.
Christmas morning rolled in and there was a really nice bike waiting for me. It wasn’t a 10-speed but it was really nice. Somehow I had completely forgotten my selfish and rotten attitude and I was very excited. Then I happened to turn around and catch my mom and dad’s faces and a big ol’ lump came up in my throat and tears started coming down my face. I was so ashamed of myself. I told them I was sorry and they said everything was fine, but I think I cried off and on the rest of the day because I was so embarrassed at how ugly I had been.
My dad is 85 and my mom has been gone for 20 years now but I’m still ashamed of myself about that.
Peach
Those are the moments in life that make us better people. Thanks for sharing that.
What a touching story. You’re a good soul, Peach.