I’ve known people who did real well up in their years, but after something bad, car accident, surgery, something like that, they took a bad turn for the worst and never got back to being strong and independent. I never heard of it happening that way on roller skates, though…lol…that might be too embarrassing to tell about.
It’s scary. Yet…I see my little grandson skating all alone. This area where we live has no sense of community…I feel bad for him because when our daughter was little she knew everybody everywhere we went….half the time some kid would come home with us…it was a long windy road to our place. Lots of times they’d end up spending the night and we’d take them all to school. You didn’t have to live in any particular district to go to any school you wanted…up here you pay tuition if you go to a closer public school…the school is huge and very far away if you go to the one in our district, etc. Anyway…there is just no sense of belonging or community in this area…you are always a stranger…Roro does not know how it feels to belong in a place. So, I just feel like I need to be out there so he can have somebody to hold hands skating, tug in each other and laugh and play around. I did enjoy skating when my daughter was little…and just figuring it should come back to me…although, surprisingingly, it didn’t cone back much after a couple hours the other night….I got a little steadier, but not much. I hope I don’t kill myself…but…we’ll this area here is the loneliest place to live I’ve ever been. It’s weird to me to see a buncha kids that only play with their relatives…nobody else…it’s a weird place here. But the poverty was killing us where we were before, and after we left a lot of bad things took a lot of people down….nothing left there anymore.