How Often Do I Need Ice Skates?

“Kobe Bryant is in a court battle to try to keep his mother from auctioning off mementos from his high school days.” (news item)

I went away to college,

my parents sold the house,

I never got back to claim my possessions,

don’t remember exactly what was lost—

diaries, artwork, papers, keepsakes, outgrown clothes—

except my ice skates.


I hated PE and wasn’t athletic,

A co-worker and I made a pact to go skating, and she gave me this Christmas card. We never did go, though.

When I made a pact with a co-worker to go skating, she gave me this Christmas card.

but I swam through summers

and skated through ice-bound Ohio winters—

on Lacy’s Pond, the city reservoir, the Huron River,

even a flooded vacant lot.


Skated alone, skated on school nights,

skated on Sunday afternoons with my church youth group.

Skated as a grownup with my kids—

resentment rising every time

I had to wear rented skates.


Then we moved to Texas,

where I’ve skated only once, at a kid’s birthday party.

I still imagine myself gliding over rink-smooth ice,

made a promise with a friend that we’d go one day

but never did.


Whether it’s maturity or weak ankles,

I think it’s time to let go

of that resentment toward my parents.


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