It was after lunch and Anthony wanted to go on a bike ride.
I’d told him yesterday we would.
And now… my back hurt. I was tired.
Part of me wanted to get out of it.
But I knew I couldn’t—not this time.
I’d promised.
And he’s old enough to remember now.
I don’t say yes to everything. I don’t think that’s what good parenting is.
But when I say yes and back out later, that sticks too.
So I got up. Got my shoes. Filled the water bottle.
And we went.
It wasn’t about the ride.
It was about being someone who follows through.
Even when it’s not convenient.
Especially then.
