I don’t often sit staring at a blank screen wondering what to write.
I don’t often have tears in my eyes when I sit at a computer screen.
I don’t normally find it difficult to articulate what I want to say.
This isn’t a “Normal” moment…
Over the years of blogging, I have occasionally mentioned my mate G, he of motorcycles and leukaemia.
On the 26th of December, G’s battle with cancer came to an end. He was 52 and leaves behind a loving wife and two young teenage children.
He also leaves behind a lifetime of memories, achievements and laughter.
G was a complex character, his highs were incredible, he could make a large room helpless with laughter; on the other side he had lows, deep black lows. Mostly though, he was a “Glass Half-Full” chap and it was only when his health issues got too much did he sometimes slightly look on the downside.
Our relationship was mixed. Mostly, we were great mates who had wonderful times together and yes we had some really great times! We also had moments, like in any relationship, when we really couldn’t stand the sight of each other; yet we came through it, eventually.
When, three and a half years ago he told me that he had cancer it shook me to the core. I tried to always be there for him.
Then he had a big motorcycle accident and I sat by his bed in the trauma unit as the medics tried to figure out if they could save his hands, let alone make then work again. In the weeks and months that he slowly recovered, I used to drive over to his house and again sit with him; then we would laugh and tell each other tales of what we would do once he was well.
He bought another motorcycle and the surgeons got him strong enough to ride. I went with him to collect the bike, a Yamaha Super Ténéré that had been modified to accommodate his injured hands; his joy at being on two wheels again was humbling.
We rode again together, as often as his health allowed and the light came on in his eyes again.
The day after Christmas that light went out for the last time.
G, I loved you through all of our ups and downs, even through the times that you annoyed the hell out of me and drove me up the wall in frustration! You did what little brothers are supposed to do and did it very well; I’m missing you already.
Hwyl fawr, brawd bach!
Dookes
Sorry for your loss Hogriderdookes.
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I appreciate that my friend, thank you.
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Sorry to hear that HD. We can hope that wherever we go after leaving this earth, there will be motorcycles to ride. Peace to you an G.
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…and dry roads with gentle breezes and sunshine!
I’ll sign up to that.
Thanks Bob, catch you soon, Dookes
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Thanks Bob.
Funeral on Thursday…
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Sorry to learn of your loss Dookes..You will miss his companionship and not only on the road.
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I’m so sorry for your loss. Losing a good friend leaves such a large hole in one’s life. Sending you hugs across the pond.
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Thank you so much Jen.
I must admit to having the odd “Wobbly” moment over the last week; so much fo the “Big Bad Biker” image eh?!?!?
Dookes
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Sadly, nobody is immune to that horrible C word. I’m thinking you may have a few more wobbly moments over the next while. Those moments help us to heal.
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I think that you are probably correct, Jen.
On the other hand, there are years and years of good memories to fall back on…
Drive safe in your new blue Jeep, but most of all, enjoy!
D
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Thankfully we have memories to help us to smile. It takes time to heal, one day at a time.
Wishing you an adventure filled 2019. 🙂
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I’ll buy into that, the same to you, let’s both have great adventures in 2019!
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Yes! Let’s! 🍻
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Condolences, Dookes. I know he was a special mate to you.
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Thanks Curtis. He was, but y’know, he couldn’t help coming from Swansea!
Hwyl, Dookes.
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So sorry Dookes xx
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Thank you Alba.
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For some reason, I missed this post. But I knew G had passed on when you commented on my post about Annie. Again, I am so incredibly sorry Dookes that G had to make his transition way too soon. I wasn’t aware of his modified cycle…how cool was that?!?! How is his wife and kids doing? How are you doing? Peace…
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G was a pretty cool chap and once he had an idea planted in his mind he always got to see it through. My problem was always trying to keep up with him!
His family are doing OK, sure there’s the odd wobble, but with family and friends giving support I’m hoping that everyone will be ok.
On my part, well, I swing between deep sadness and then being cross with him…which is both strange and in many ways symptomatic of our Big Brother/Little Brother relationship; yeah I miss him big time!
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