Riding Through Life

Nothing is ever too late.

I never learned how to bike. My brothers didn’t get their first bike until they were in high school. I tried learning. But then, I was told that biking can take away a girl’s virginity and you know how important that was back then? So I quit. That.. and my fear of getting scars on my legs from falling took the best of me as well.

Fast forward to today, I told my husband that I want an old style bike and that I am going to learn how to ride one. And I am serious.

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Which got me to thinking. How much of our life have  we missed because of fear, not knowing any better, or perhaps for always playing it safe? But then again, I know of people who always jump on things, head first. They are not afraid, they think they know better and certainly don’t play it safe. And they wish, they could have done it differently. I know I’ve missed a lot, just because I didn’t know any better, because I always play it safe and because I am scared. But do I have any regrets? None at all. Looking at my life for the past 48 years…I don’t think I would want it any other way. True, that one change from my past could have made my life better than it is now…

But,

Could it also make me who I am now?

I am always late on things. I wasn’t baptized until I was two years old (and that’s a no-no in the Philippines). I was a late bloomer. I married at thirty-one. A mom at thirty-two. Got my first real job at thirty-nine. I remember my Dad telling me, that in the Philippines, they believe that if a baby was baptized late, everything in her life….luck, success and all comes late as well. And they kind of felt bad and blamed themselves for not having the ability to get me baptized as soon as I was born. But I don’t think my being late at everything has got to do with my late baptism. I’m just slow. Period.

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Nothing is ever too late in life. I believe that everything comes and happens at the right time. Right time to be married. Right time to figure out I can write. Right time to know that I have an eye for photography. And yes, right time to want to learn how to ride a bike.

Today, I am still growing. I am still learning new things about myself. I am still figuring out who I am and what I want to be and what I want in my life.

I am still finding my way through life. Perhaps in a few days or weeks, I can say I am finally riding my way (in my new bike) through life.

And I am taking each day with a new set of eyes, an eager childlike heart, an open mind and a still slow and pretty laid back outlook in life.

Yes, I am pretty slow like that.

As I find my way through life, late as it may seem….it’s always the right timing. I may be lacking, I may be behind, but never regretting. I’m pretty sure, all are a blessing!

 

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