Blogiandomela: February 2009

Sunday, February 22, 2009

My Old Boots

I have an old pair of boots that look like they should be thrown away. I remember buying them before going out to the desert to ride dirt bikes or maybe it was quads. In that first outing with my new boots, I managed to scuff them and put a big mark from the shifter rubbing on the top of it. They have been through many trails in Mexico while I watched the Baja 1000. One time, I spilled tar on them while I replaced a shingles roof in the middle of summer. I should really throw them out since I definitely got my money’s worth out of that old pair of boots. I, myself sometimes feel like that old pair of boots. I have a couple of scuffs or should I say scars. Ever since I was growing up I fell many times while jumping with my old bicycle. So many that I lost track of how I got some of my scars. I have scars on my legs from crashing my Kawasaki Ninja while riding in the mountains near Julian on old Sunrise Highway. I managed to total my bike but my scars healed and I really enjoyed riding that old bike and I do not have any regrets. I have had many scars on my hands. Once I stripped a nut on my old 1966 Ford Mustang and my knuckles hit the fan. I have many more from when I used a disk grinder with no guard and an oversize wheel. I managed to grind the skin off my fingers pretty good. All in all, I too, like my old boots show the tear and wear of a life I have enjoyed. I hope to keep getting more battle scars as I get even older as I will not be returning this old body back without getting my money's worth!

My Boy

My son Gilbert is growing. He's not the little boy he was. Even though he's still a kid, I can see him growing and getting taller and stronger. Someday he will grow taller and stronger than me and I will be an old man. Just like when I grew up and saw my father get old. I know that no matter what he chooses to do with his life, he will be alright. He's got a weakness and that is that he has a big heart and becomes sentimental but that too just shows that we have raised a caring loving person that will spread joy and love to those that he meets. He's quick as a whip in coming back with funny remarks that not everyone gets. I know him and I can sense his love to me and he makes me very proud to be his father. I can't wait to see what he will bring to this world.