Several years ago I wrote a column called “The Best Dates
are Spent on Two Wheels.” It was about how Tom and I used to take our
motorcycle out on dates when the kids were little. Back then the motorcycle was
our getaway from hectic mom and dad stuff that we did. It was kind of our
‘taking a break from the kids’ time alone together. We were deep into the midst
of 4H soccer, play dates and all of the business that goes with raising
kids. Now our kids are grown up and
instead of wanting time away, we desperately cling to any time we can get with
them. The rare evening when everyone is home AND in the same room together is
pure happiness for us. The kids have their own interests so it was starting to
feel like they had left the nest before they even left the nest. Jobs and
responsibilities and active social lives mean they’re gone more then they’re
home. I find myself longing for the days of sitting in the bleachers all day
and of being needed but at the same time get incredibly annoyed when this grown
man says “Mom, what’s for dinner? I’m
hungry!” as he flies in the door to drop stuff off and grab something to eat on
his way to the next thing. It won’t be long until my boys, now men, will be
moved out and gone and I’ve worried that we won’t get together to just do stuff.
It doesn’t seem normal but we haven’t really had common interests with our
kids. This one likes music, that one likes sports, and Tom and I like
motorcycles. We’ve never been a board game family or a family movie night
family. We’ve just always kind of gravitated towards different things. It’s not bad. It’s just us. As I was just
starting to accept that that was “just the way it is,” they got motorcycles. Both
of them. Suddenly what was once a Tom and I without the kids thing became a Tom
and I with the kids thing. It’s Tom and the boys in the garage together
tinkering on their bikes. They talk about modifications and motors. They take
off together for a ride around the lake. Even I get to be a part of the fun
because I have my own bike too. I’m really looking forward to this summer when
we can take a ride up 119 together as a family and have dinner at the Leggs
Inn. Just me and my favorite guys. I guess the best family nights are spent on two wheels.
The Flip Side is a monthly column that I write for a local paper. I love writing about my life and have found that people of all ages can relate to what I write about at one time or another. The first several columns were added in no particular order. I add new ones as I write them. I usually wait until the column has been published in the paper before adding it here, but not always. I also add unpublished columns as I write them. Enjoy!!
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