This week, Shara asked what our favorite inanimate object is. My abundant life has gifted me at least three. And with the exception of one, two are the umbrella for handfuls…let me explain.
- My bike. A Cannondale Synapse from the days when they were still made in the U.S.A. It’s not a racing bike, but it’s a decent road bike. I’ve logged about a thousand miles on it with some of my most favorite people (namely Bill and Beth), and together we’ve seen some of the most beautiful landscapes. It makes for great memories that are accompanied by anticipation for the next ride. I also love the solace that a bike beckons you to. Yes, relationships grow between packs and pairs on two wheels; but you can always drop back or sprint ahead and lose yourself in the monastery of each rhythmic crank.
- Letters and cards from family and friends. I cherish the words of my loved ones – the way their handwriting changes over time and the stories they tell, deliberately or not. I keep most everything you have ever sent and always will…little legacies stored in a shoebox under my bed.
- Photographs. See number two.