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It’s Been Four Years

Here it goes… Four years ago today a phone rang. I missed the call. The voicemail, my aunt’s voice. “Adrian, come home right away. Your dad isn’t doing well.” It was a lie. He was already dead. But that’s what they tell you. “Come home right away. Your dad isn’t doing well.”

I was twenty three years old. I didn’t have a fucking clue in life. Dad was my compass. Whenever I had any doubts I turned to him. Before pulling the trigger on any big decision I turned to him. Losing him meant losing all sense of direction. I was lost in a forest.

For a long time I wondered if someone out there could offer me some guidance. Dad wasn’t tall, but those shoes were just too big for others to fill. They let me down. Not by any fault of their own. They just couldn’t match what I needed. Finally Rheanna said, “Adrian, you’re never going to find someone who can replace your father. Be like your dad. Be the person he would want you to be.”

So I began to teach myself. Slowly. I fucked up along the way. I fucked up a lot. I still do sometimes. Learning to move forward meant learning to trust myself. It meant believing in myself on a deeper level. Did I already mention I fucked up a lot? To everyone I’ve burned, I’m sorry.

Dad

Today I’m still teaching myself to be that man. Dad was selfless. This is something I’ve been terrible at for a long time. I’m trying to get better. Dad was generous with his time and social. Again, weaknesses of mine. To everyone I’ve neglected, I’m sorry for that too.

Dad was also ripped off. He was so fucking ripped off. He died at 54 years old. He spent the last 4 years of his life fighting a cancer that robbed him more and more of himself. The man who sacrificed so much of his own time and energy to enable others to build a better and brighter future was denied the future that he worked so hard to have for himself.

So what is the lesson here? I’m not sure. Enjoy today. Make the most of the present. Don’t be too proud to apologize, too selfish to be generous, or too caught up in your own little world to pay a visit to someone else’s. All of the planning and all of the sacrifice in the world doesn’t guarantee you a happy tomorrow. Enjoy and appreciate the pleasures and the love that you have today.

Today I carry Dad with me everywhere I go. Today I keep him alive in me, and with me. Today I don’t mourn for the man that I lost. Today I mourn for the life my father was robbed of, and the future my mother was denied. Mom and Dad, you both still mean the world to me.

About Adrian

Adrian is the YouMotorcycle Editor. He never planned on becoming a blogger, but liked the idea of sharing his passion and encouraging others to get out and ride. He believes that anyone thinking about buying a motorcycle should hurry up and buy one, and that everyone who already owns a motorcycles should ride more. He likes V-Twins, scooters, and breaking social norms. He occasionally wears a suit and high-top sneakers when he rides to work. Sometimes he takes out his tools and everything goes from bad to worse. Sometimes everything just falls into his lap. Whatever the case he stays grateful and always tries to learn. If you feel motorcycling is a lifestyle, follow him via social media.

One comment

  1. I appreciate you talking about something so personal, Adrian. I know how you feel; I lost my mum in a similar scenario and it takes a very long time to come to terms with it. Grief is one of the hardest things to handle, I think – it comes in waves and can take your breath away. Thanks for sharing.

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