Today marks three years since Lightning Bug arrived on the planet.
Last night we were walking to the store and, as she frequently does when we walk together down the sidewalk, she suddenly breaks into a run, just for the joy of running.
And she’s been doing this “moving on two legs” thing for over a year now, but she does still fall occasionally when she’s going full tilt, with the cut knees, scraped hands, and wailing carry-homes to show for it. So when I see her take off ahead of me my mind’s eye flashes to the worst and my I want to call out to her “No running! Walk!”
That’s not who she wants to be.
And not who I want her to be.
So I bite my tongue and let her charge forward, knowing this is the only way she’ll figure it all out. Because while there will be more pain, most of the time there will just be the joy of living in a body. And what is living if not learning that?
JUL
2024
About the Author:
Eric Coble is a Tony-, Pulitzer- and Emmy-nominated playwright who lives in Cleveland. After raising two children to adulthood he and his wife are now raising toddler "Lightning Bug”. His stories are all true.