
Spring Break has been a shocking beauty this year with no snow in the forecast what so ever. We got together with the
Alverez kids and went for a bike ride to the park. What an adventure!
We met up with Amy, Stace, Tiffany and kids, played a giant soccer game, ate subs galore and cupcakes, threw a few veggies and grapes in there, relaxed and visited.
On the way back, I was pushing Lydia in the stroller and helping the littler ones on their bikes down the path. Nathan was going full blast down the trail and I was yelling at him to slow down and wait for us.
He was either in a big hurry or couldn't hear me because he kept going faster and faster. I began to get nervous and realized something was wrong and I could do absolutely nothing about it. I was running down the path making sure the other kids were using their brakes and praying for Nathan and I watched with a sinking heart as he kept going faster and faster.
Hundreds of yards away I saw him slow down and turn toward us, walking his bike. I ran towards him and could tell he was sobbing. His brakes had stopped working and he had gained so much speed, he could not stop.
He told me that he said a "personal prayer" and even though he was crying the whole way, Heavenly Father
helped him to miss a huge drain pipe and a some pine trees.
We were both very grateful for the outcome and full of thanks for the way that adventure had ended.
