In one of the malls near our house, there used to be a set of play cars and trucks that children could sit on and “ride”. If you put a few coins in each machine, the cars would slowly move back and forth, complete with the sounds of honking horns and engines revving. My kids used to love riding these cars. It was always humorous for me to watch my son turn the steering wheel with such delight.
Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a longing fulfilled is a tree of life.
I am not a huge fan of roller coasters. Don’t get me wrong, I do enjoy the moderate rides with a few twists and turns, but the roller coasters that suddenly drop you 100 feet with no warning are a bit much. Those kind of rides are enough to send my stomach straight through my chest!