Good Times

It was a perfect day. The picture says it all. I could not stop smiling. I was actually riding a bike. I attempted to balance my feet perfectly despite the fact that I was wearing flip flops. In spite of the cool temperatures I wore a short sleeve shirt hoping that the warmth of the spring sunshine would warm my arms. Taylor was secure in the child carrier behind an adjacent bike that my friend rode. I was happy that she was secure which enabled me to relax and ride my bike happily. It was one of those days that you wish you could relive. It felt like we were the only people on the island. It felt as if time stood still. It was surreal. There was no pressure or stress to leave or anxiety about where we were going. We were simply bike riding and enjoying our freedom. Enjoying the peace and tranquility that we felt. We were happy. I was happy. It was also my favorite day of the year, April 21, my birthday. I was in heaven. I was having the best birthday of my life. We made the decision to go to Martha’s Vineyard that morning. I decided that it should only be a day trip. It was the first time since living in New England that I was visiting the Cape and I wanted it to be simple. Every time I mention that day to my friend and become nostalgic over that place in my life he reminds me of how simple it was. “All we did was take the ferry over the island and rent bikes.” he smirks. “I know,” I reply, ” but it was such a good day.” I felt so much peace in that place.

Formula: Good people + Good Places = Good Times

Published by Eraina Ferguson

Wife, Mom, and Writer. Currently penning a memoir about raising my special needs daughter while earning three academic degrees.

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